Jealousy crept upon me like a poisonous acid I didn’t like it, but I couldn’t help it too.
All that friendship and love destroyed in second just because of a tiny grudge?
I couldn’t understand it and neither could anyone else why was I so irritated? why was I so rude? everything was crude.
I knew I was causing a hard time for her but I simply couldn’t stop, whenever I saw that overly perfect face My body somehow conjured extreme hate.
She wasn’t the problem, it was I, I, a person who didn’t feel good enough for the world, for my love this feeling of despise was spread from my feet to my scruff.
Alas, I still haven’t gotten rid of this feeling and inside me, my heart it is peeling Maybe she won’t remain so perfect anymore? or maybe I will turn sore? who knows.