Of course I'm jealous,
She has more.
She's got talent,
And she's not called a whore.
Of course I'm jealous,
She's popular,
Her dad is rich,
And she's never been hungry.
Of course I'm jealous,
She has parents that care.
She has all these friends,
And when I pass by they stare...
Of course I'm jealous,
And I've had enough.
Can you tell from my body language,
That I had it tough, Love?
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RandomPlease don't take these. My poetry is all I have. warning: VERY SAD, DON'T READ IF YOU ARE EASILY UPSET
