Wanting More

Jealousy is ugly,
it eats you up inside.
But oft my eyes turn green,
my feelings I can't hide.

I envy those with money,
I've been poor, so I know,
the struggle to survive,
With little left to show.

I'm jealous of the houses,
where those quite well-to-do...
live with all the comforts,
My mother never knew.

I envy all they can buy,
their boats, the cars they drive.
The rich, it seems, get richer.
It's unfair how they thrive.

Yes, I know it's awful,
I shouldn't feel this way.
I'm not in total poverty,
we manage day to day.

Still, I get those feelings,
though many have it worse...
Yet, my desire for money
just can not be reversed.

Most days, I am grateful,
But I wish my family,
could have the things I didn't,
and to live life worry-free.

Jealousy is ugly,
It eats you up inside,
But oft my eyes turn green,
My feelings, I can't hide.

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