"How do people seem like they have the best life?
How do people seem like they have the perfect features?
What do I envy? And what do you?
All I do in my head is think of how horrible I can be.
Silently giving side eyes and wishing they were dead.
Envy is stupidity.
Envy is destructing your life.
Envy is the real thief of joy."
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Poems of tranquility
PoetryABOUT - Poems that I like to write about my stories and my favourite topics just to share and also for myself. So take my hand, follow me, I have a sense of tranquility I want you to see.
