Envy

God why am I always so fucking jealous

It goes like this.

It's  an acidic taste in my mouth

alkaline in my blood.

The slow sluggish feeling of realizing

"Hey.

This isn't fair"


It's not knowing quite where my feet are

or where they are taking me

Not knowing quite what my hand is doing

or what it is writing.


It's the sound of music

Angry music

Dangerously loud.

to rattle the unclean thoughts

from my head.

It's every fiber of my body telling me to stand up an scream

"THAT'S BULLSHIT!

That should be me..."

That should be me.