I wish you spent time with me.
I wish mine as just as good as theirs.
Is there something wrong with me?
Is this what jealousy looks like?
Why is it hidden?
Hidden away so I would never know.
Should I forget, forget seeing it?
Or just accept that I am not good enough?
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