Jealousy 

I cant help that I feel jealous.

People say its wrong, that its self-destructive.

But I cant help that I feel jealous.

Jealous of those who have real happiness, however short –lived,

Jealous of those who feel alive, jealous of those who have true love in their arms, jealous of those who aren’t jealous of others.

Does this make me a bad person? Am I bad? Am I evil? Am I to be hated? Because I feel jealous? Because I thirst for what you have?  Do I disgust you?

People just talk, they talk like they know.

They talk like they know what it feels to see the one you love….be happily in love with someone else.

They talk like they know what’s it like to yearn for love from a stranger, to have a love like the shade from a tree. Cool and refreshing.

They talk like they know what’s it like to feel cold………and to shiver from the inside out. To have no warmth. To feel empty and numb. And then to look on and see others so full of life. So full of warmth. So full of joy.  

I can’t help that I feel jealous, people say it’s bad, that its self-destructive, but I can’t help that I feel jealous.

Am I bad? Or are you just jealous that I can admit my faults and weaknesses and still be strong?