Painfully Envious

by Boogienights

Sometimes I get too envious
of those who have it all.
Money, fame, and fortune,
those who never take a fall.
Lucky lottery winners,
who live a life of ease.
I would like to be for once,
just like them if you please!

Yes, I know deep down inside
that jealousy is wrong.
I try to quell these feelings,
though I never try for long.
It eats away inside of me,
that life is so unfair.
That far too many have it all,
for others, nothing's there.

But what really makes me turn green?
Not so much those with fame.
With faces that are recognized
and people know their names.
Not even those with talent,
or people with great wealth.
No, I am green with envy...
over people with good health.

I'm envious of those who can
walk with two good knees.
Whose movements are not racked with pain
and living is a breeze.
I know that it's a deadly sin
to curse the likes of those,
who have never had arthritis
from their shoulders to their toes.

I tend to glare at joggers
wishing I were in their shoes.
Just knowing I may never run
Is giving me the blues.
So yes, I guess I'm sinful,
those like me will understand.
Just writing down this verse today,
caused pain deep in my hand.
Now envy fills me daily, sometimes I act so mean.

I expect in time my skin will turn,
a sickly shade of green.

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