Envy
Everyone's jealous,
I don't see why.
Do they know at night,
I try not to cry?
Pouring out tears,
the bruises are endless.
But they're all fooled,
What a great actress.
"But you're popular,"
they say,
"Everyone loves you."
They don't love me,
they just notice me
making my way through
this miserable place
that we call Earth.
Countless days
holding back tears,
after a slap on the cheek
caused by a dirty dish
left in the sink.
Copyright © Lilith Rodriguez | Year Posted 2014
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