Yes, shes beauitful

Yes she is beautiful

Yes she is smart

Yes she is all nice and sweet

Yes she has talent

Yes she is perfect

Yes she has a way better future than me, seems everybody has a better future than me.

She shines, I don’t 

As much as I wanted to be happy for her, and wish her happiness,

I can’t because I’m jealous and bitter! There I said it, I’m jealous and bitter.

I hate it! I hate myself!

 I’m going nowhere; I have impressed anybody like she has. She is going to take the world, while I can’t even take my hometown.

I hate myself for it.

Wishing for her to fall? Why do I want that?

I’m not this of kind of person, or at least I don’t want to be.

But I feel jealously and bitterness, an emotion I’ve been trying to avoid because taking your inner conflict out on someone else is one of the ugliest things people do.

Yes I’m not that talented

 Yes I’m not perfect to my own standards so resent people who do

Yes I’m ugly

Yes I’m arrogant

Yes I’m jealous and bitter

 

Reviews

[LinBin]

a raw and inteligent poem nicely told x

[Esther Night]

thank you, it means a lot to me

[KissDaPoet]

That is so true hurt people hurt other people.....I've been there and had to make a change when I notice I was hurting someone I loved. I enjoyed this poem blunt and open. Peace & Blessings

[Esther Night]

Thank you reviewing my poetry, I really appicate it.

[KissDaPoet]

Your Welcome