Envy's eyes a greenish hue,
Narrowed and squinting in the light,
Always looking for what's new,
To bring others down from their height.
Jealousy is a poison,
That seeps into their bones,
It eats away at their happiness,
It weighs them down like stones.
My blessings are a target,
For their malice and their spite,
They can't see past their own darkness,
And appreciate their own light.
I have to try my best,
And hold my head up high,
For their envy is not my burden,
And their judgment is just a lie.
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It's All In My Head
PoetryDeep inside the depths of melancholy and vulnerability, where every word holds the weight of a thousand unspoken truths, discover secrets only whispered by those who have embraced their own sorrows. Embrace the power of emotions as you immerse yours...
