I feel it in my nerves, A jolt that goes through me when I see them with others, A fear that picks the strings of my heart, Why am I not the one? I open my heart, Lay out all of my feelings and hurts, Just to be swept under the rug again, Why didn't you choose me? I get headaches and lie down, Somehow trying to drown, I am not this which holds me, Jealousy.
It's not one of my best writes, but I have to get it out somewhere, and what better place than here. I don't mean to sound like the whole world revolves around me, but it does feel that way when the negativity starts seeping through the cracks. I'm sorry.