Success under a magnifying glass
Your eye analyzing that special friend who has everything
Your only personal project is developing your silent resentment
The shadow of jealousy follows you room to room
street to street, conversation to conversation
consuming the better sense of you
Instinct drives you to emulate this person
mimic their tones and gestures
Ignoring the nausea of being yourself
You stare at this person, this friend of yours
wanting to be them for many monthss now
You feel the heaviness of the personal sabotage
The real part of you survives on bitterness alone
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