I am jealous,
I am jealous of them,
who have a person to call theirs,
while I am wandering still in hope I would get someone,
who's gonna talk to me the way I do to others,
thinking they gonna be mine, funny how no one bothers.
It hurts, hurts so bad seeing them having a special one,
but treating them miserably for others,
How funny humans are, never once realizing their doings until it's done.
They said they gonna be mine, never deciphered from which realm they belong.
Ready to cut down who harm me not realizing it's them all along.
I am jealous,
I am jealous of them
Who easily accuse others, not once recalling their own words,
Unbeknownst to them, the depth their words hold,
they stand far, with their bloodied hands,
talking about the humanity they long ago sold.
I am jealous,
I am jealous of them.
Who easily make me feel worthless while I am here,
reminding them of their worth, how they are the most valuable gem.
