My Dear Amy
My Dear Emmy,
I'm in deep Envy
Were you born to be infallible to
belittle me?
your art deco with shiny trophies,
the boy you got is exactly how I dreamt mine should be.
you're the superstar, posted up on my phone
My dear Emmy, you're Sweet, religious and so funny,
But Did it justify that my mother loving you more than me?
Oh,
I try , I try, I try
my best to repress it, I block these voices inside me,
But it's just how they could
cherish your existence and sighed down at mine???
oh
I cry, I cry, I cry
My dear Emmy, you looks like an angel when you worship,
all the hymns sings out along you,
whatever you do is incredible,
All the stars in my town shines for you,
All this is glorious
untill it overshadowed my pride my spirits
and it feels so tragic.
Standing beside you feels like
My Dear Emmy, you
got my heart bleeding blue
I don't wanna be you
I don't wanna be you
Too ethereal to be true,
I'm fine with my mess ,my chaos ,my
art,
An Anguish babe with Dreams, Magazines and Podcasts.
I don't wanna be you
I don't wanna be you
I don't wanna be you,
Too perfect to be to true.
Copyright © Sara Saiyed | Year Posted 2025
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