sometimes we forget

i like myself. to a great extent i suppose. and i cant imagine anyone not liking themselves.

yes, i have this bad habit of assuming that everyone is like me.

which of course, doesnt take a genius to point out that i am obviously wrong.

some people detest themselves.

i wonder why.

i suppose if the whole world fails you, the most decent thing to do is at least to love yourself as a person.

or maybe not.

sometimes we envy people because they are pretty handsome faces. we forget that it takes a lot more convincing from them before people see beyond their pretty faces.

sometimes we envy people for being damn smart. we forget that these are the people constantly scrutinised, and most of us are trying to bring them down.

sometimes we envy people for being well-liked. we envy people for being lucky. we envy people for being confident. we envy people for all the various reasons..

most of the time we forget to envy ourselves.

we forgot that the most beautiful people are the ones who start by loving themselves and the ones around them.

we are still forgetting.