powers of two

I'm sure you know the type, these folks who
seem to have been born not to just 2 straight normal folks
but to 4 mixed-race mixed-language parents
in non-conventional rich backgrounds

who seem to naturally speak 4 languages,
but can manage to find their way in at least 8

who have lived in at least 16 different places
where they have 32 great amazing friends, like, forever
(in each, 'f course)

these people irritating and dwindling you
because they took these 64 great journeys,
sabbaticals and what not
and they can't help telling everybody about it

who portray themselves as having 128 natural talents,
whereas I seem to have hardly 2 or 4

people who can make you feel 256fold smaller
because they had these great 512 experiences
to which you cannot relate

their vanity metrics and curated life soars 1024 kms
into the fucking sky,

from the depth of my pit that makes 2048 kms.