Walking
Walking through the park
A man is walking through the park
His walking is like no other
With perfect strides his head up high
He looks around at all the other people
He is like a bobble head
Having to see how everyone’s lives
Are worse than his
But then his phone purrs is his pocket
His picks it up with steady hands
Pressing the purple phone to his ear
And answers
Hello?
A pause
The world is holding its breath
The wind is waiting
The trees stopped swaying
Until the kind lady on the other end tells him a story
He couldn’t listen anymore
The tears
spring to the surface of his face
The world spins
He looks around, his life isn’t better than anyone else’s
I added some figurative language for ya you can change it if you like. Tell me how it turns out!! :)