Dear stranger,
You are my foil,
My counterpart,
Your virtues shine light upon my limits,
Pulling them to the stagefront,
The comparisons are stark,
You are an attractive prospect,
Whereas I am a red flag,
Whilst you enjoy success and royalties,
I sit in grey and anonymity,
You’re everything I am not,
But perhaps it’s right,
The world needs losers too,
I’ll be hydra to your Hercules,
And so I’ll be your foil too.
