Avert your gaze, you are not the chosen one Jealous of everyone else For being so much more content When you do nothing To satisfy your intent You are too frail to even cherish You are a passing phase, a facade So miserable, you blame anything and anyone for it Except for you! Look in the mirror Become your self Do not envy others, Theyre in Hell with you
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