JealousyA Poem by PenelopeNo matter what you do, I shall never compare.
You have always been better
at everything you do I do not compare. Your skill is greatly noticed while I'm lacking greatly. We both have overcome hardships yet you have overcome them with such grace, as I hold onto the pain with pleasure. Is it wrong to say I hate you with a passion? No? Yes? You're my greatest nightmare. You prance around and everyone loves you capturing them with such a sweet smile Sickening. I detest your every whim. What is so special about you? What makes you so great? With a tender voice, that soft laugh, those tormenting green eyes yet they say you're personality is what makes you beautiful. Ha, is it wrong to say I hate you with a passion? A passion so deep it courses through my veins. Why am I nice to you? What is keeping me from smacking you down in front of your fans? Fear. Fear of people shamming me for more than what I already am A nuisance, an annoyance, a ignorant fool is who happily hates you. I have never gotten a second glance, you have always stood in my wake I will never be free of you and that adds on to why I hate you. Should I stay or should I go? I will never be able to live my life to the fullest when you, yes you prevent my skill from surfacing. Is it wrong to say I hate you with a passion? Is it wrong to say that you're my enemy? Sickening fear, sickening heart, sickening fate, my life is sick. I love it. © 2017 PenelopeFeatured Review
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