She lights up the room every time she walks in
She is a ray of sunshine amongst the dark empty clouds
She moves with confidence and with ease
She doesn’t have to worry about anything
She doesn’t have to work for anything
Everything is right at her fingertips
She’s the main subject in every conversation
She’s the one every boy chases after
I see her when amongst those dark empty clouds
I watch her as she moves with confidence and ease wondering,
Why does she deserve it? Why does she have it all?
Why am I here in this situation, feeling downgraded and unattractive and not special? Why don’t I deserve it? Why can’t I be as appreciated?
WHY DOES SHE HAVE IT ALL?
I always say she doesn’t deserve it but why?
Just because I’m not the same?
Just because people think she’s better?
Why can’t I just appreciate a person for being amazing in every way?
Why am I so jealous?
It’s because I’m not to that standard,
And I wanna be, but I’m not
And they are
And I think I deserve it more
But we’re all equal, aren’t we?
There’s people who deserve more than what they have now and they look at me and think I don’t deserve what I have
But their jealousy is understood, why?
Because it’s the condition they’re living in
It’s not their fault, it wasn’t collectively
Are we really being jealous of the wrong things?
There’s no one higher, there’s no one lower
We’re all equal, we’re all human
And we’re all jealous