Envy is a glass window
it shows you places you want to go
but you can't
and you get angered at everyone out distant
You see them as strong as an ant
while you're a just coccoon,
of envy staring out at the moon
hoping you can get out soon
and it makes you sad
that everything outside is good, but inside is bad
hoping this is just a fad
if you have to, the window you'll break
because your happiness is at stake
and your smiles are fake
want want want
it all feels like a taunt
because you can't move through glass