Envy

I love my friends. I really do.

But they all seem to have someone to call their own.

I am a bit envious.

 

They all have:

friends who would take bullets,

family who would give them anything

a special someone who they love.

 

Then there is me…

I have a family falling to pieces,

Friends who only tolerate my existence,

an ex-boyfriend who tried to arrest me.

 

I am ok with the fact I live this alone in lie.

That is not what is bothering me. ,

the fact I know how my loneliness has spread.

It has taken over my mind

and I never see the point in trying for more.

I guess you can see now,

How envious I really am.

 

 �"S.L.S.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

A interesting poem. Envy is easy to get. Hard to lose. Life is hard. We grow up and want different things. People close to us won't understand. I had to leave the country to find my place and people I enjoyed. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Sami Khalil]

Well written. Well expressed...Thank you for sharing...:)

[sierrasparks91]

very well written and truthful there is a little envy in everyone we all want something others have but we can't unless we try really hard. Amazing job.