The green eyed monster – Envy
y eyes shoot from object to object
Looking at everything
My eyes they do deceive me
I feel it..
whispering to me, whispering to me
“listen my little angel look at her new hair
what a beautiful hair cut, yet you deserve it more then her
I dare say”
I shake myself and try to ignore its whispers
yet I feel the green eyed monster taking over me
I feel it slowly slipping through my brain down my throat and
through my teeth
It seeps out and out it comes the sarcasm and snappy glares
My friend looks at me in shock and
I hear the green eyed monster cackle
and slowly pull my lips into a grin
I slowly pull myself away from the green eyed monster
and I apologise but from a distance
I still feel the slow dripping venom remains
of the green eyed monster
I close my eyes and feel it stare back at me
and I whisper to myself
Envy…
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