Envy

I envy that I don't have what they do
Because they all get everything new
I envy the golden platter everything is handed to them on
I envy how their every breath is a song
But I don't envy the hate they perspire
How their hate is like putting gas on a fire
They prey on people's insecurities
People give in to their every need
"I'm going to tell her she doesn't smell great"
Can we please stop with the hate?
What I once was and what I am are different now
But when I try to defend myself, all they do is growl
They're like hungry wolves wanting the last bite
Things could get better. If we all try, they might

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