Whats the Difference Between Me and You

I didn’t grow up trying to better anyone but I bettered the bitter and discovered haters one by one turns out it’s a lonely place when you’re the champion everybody wants a piece everyday on repeat you see them looking at you with the envy in their eyes because I worked out while they sat eating all the pies the effort and the discipline continuous developing playing sport and at the gym while they weren’t doing anything they think that I was born athletic lucky genes they say while they watch tv smoke and laze lacking energy each day hours they spend dreaming about glory and achieving what they ain’t while I compete in competition hard work starts to pay living dreams the actual scenes and getting lots of praise while no one ever notices the ones dreaming they are great desperate for attention they start to label you that way I don’t want attention I enjoy the sports I play they look for ways they better you in any category and then they talk aloud about it most assuredly making sure that people know until they all agree they’ve finally found the sweet spot they’ve found a victory but then you go and win something and all the people see then everybody talks about it and you are centre scene and this just grows the hate resentment and the jealously so now they will compete with you every possibility behaviour fuelled by envy and it’s obvious to me if you are lazy you’ll grow bitter and be a nobody and you’ll become an empty shell who dreams they do achieve desperate to be noticed by the whole community and you will have to tell yourself just how great you are over time you will believe it and see yourself a star but that is called delusion you’re not who you think you are becoming confident and cocky a reality apart your happy days will be the days others suffer hard you’ll kick them down and dance around and talk to them real harsh entitled lazy liar horrid no empathy or heart and this is how you will achieve as the narcissist you are all because you sat and dreamed and smoked and drank the bar listening to winning stories of those held in high regard and as your ego disappears amongst the mental scars you’ll be wishing you were someone else hating who you saying lots of nasty to people so high up above you while they can’t even hear you they just laugh and shoulder shrug you