Better

So I met you all once, twice and many more times after that. I treated you as my family just like I have always done with every single person I have come across. I respected, helped, trusted and spent fun time with you. But then days flew by and certain things came to light... So I realized that all you wanted to know and show is that you are better. I didn't realize it in the start. But yeah, later I sure did know what it meant to you was WAY different from what it meant to me. 

I moved away - you never stopped me and you proved me I'm right. You maybe better - physically, older than me and maybe better scoring or much cunning too. But in the end you proved you'll still stay smaller, much smaller than me because of your thoughts and attitude. 

Something I always wanted to tell you. Please don't try proving people you are better. You are living a FAKE life. Please live a noble life - that will make you better. Please grow up (not physically)