Tinted Green Eyes

The streets are crowded
as people pass.
All smiles- all love.
Do they have no shame?
No consideration, for the people alone?
Watching with bitterness and longing?
I suppose I was like that to.
I wonder, if someone looked on me
with the same green eyes, of jealousy.

Reviews

[Anna]

Its true, we rarely put ourselves in the place of someone lower than us (emotionally or economically) until we are there ourselves.

[FocusedAmnesia]

Truth.
This was a good read.

[Troy Henson]

A raw statement. Powerful and short.
Well done.
Regards
Troy

[The_Jabberwock]

Interesting poem. One thing I prefer in my poems, instead of using commas I move the words to the next line or use enjambment. Though, this is just a preference. Keep writing!