I don’t know how to stop
I hate on everyone that has something I don’t
Will I ever accept myself?
Or will I continue to want to be like others?
If something doesn’t work out for me
Yet, it does for others
Jealously takes hold
I want it to work for me.
I’ve acknowledged it.
I’m ignoring it.
But it won’t go away.
Everywhere I look I see what I don’t have
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