Poetry

Envy

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


Thanks for reading! Check out my other poems on the 7 deadly sins.

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