My name is jealousy,
I am a disease, your inner hurricane,
No matter, if you are a Buddhist, or a prelacy,
I’ll attach and make you feel insane.

I start living in your mind first,
Then I take your body, part by part,
And if you don’t **** me, it gets worse,
Lastly I attack your heart.

I drink from a fountain of self-hate,
Your insecurity is my food,
My hobby is robbing you off from faith,
I live for putting you in a bad mood.

I will make sure you always doubt,
And I’ll destroy all of your relationships,
I will be like poison in your mouth,
You’ll always taste me on your lips.

Your only cure for me is you,
You have to get that in your head,
Learn to love your imperfections,
Only then you’ll make me dead.