I’m jealous
I’m so jealous.
I’m jealous of the fact that all my friends have supportive parents, while I’m stuck in a rut.
I’m jealous of the fact my friends are all someone’s favorite but I’m not one of them. I’m jealous that everyone has someone except me. I’m jealous of people who don’t try, score perfectly while I must study day and night or else I'll fail catastrophically. I cared so much and you never cared enough. I write poems on top of poems but I wish I could write one that's just not about you. I just wish I could explain to you just how much it hurt. how it broke my heart when i told you we should stay friends. but it doesn’t matter now because you found someone else at someplace else where you underachieve and me overachieving and over thinking. 1,2,3, and 4 thousand times i’ve tried to do better or work on myself. They lied to you. it doesn’t help. and it doesn’t matter if you don’t love yourself because you’ll fall in love anyways. And I can’t help but wish I never had fallen in love.
