when i look at you
i'm furious
at how easy everything must have been for you
and maybe "easy" is a bad comparison
but when you compare your life to mine
it's a judgment not worth comparing
and pain shouldn't be a competition
so who am i to use your pain to victimize myself
sometimes it's hard to believe that someone could be happier than me
when i am equally as deserving
i hate to admit this
but i am jealous of your innocence
as mine was robbed early childhood
so i grew up to be bitter of everyone
i just wish happiness was found easily
so i wouldn't have to look at you
and envy you
