Classical buildings around,
Fancy car just at the background,
With there parking underground,
But to me am just bound,
To observe feeling envy.
Sometimes I wonder,
Is this the same world?,
Others tend to eat pizzas,
But I to eat my own words.
Am not really bearing the pain,
But I wish I too could gain,
Even a simple pale of grain,
But those are just my dreamy claims,
But I have to bear being jealousy.
I have no bike, So I watch their cars,
Having no hut, But dream of their mansions,
Owning no smile, But wish for their laughter,
I have to bear being jealous.
©steph20
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