I am on the outside
looking in
on the inside
looking out
same difference
stomach churns again
symptoms worsen
and beyond my window
I see them
hear them
try not to resent them
the perfect people
seeming smug
in their own happiness
seeming so content
with their perfect lives
and their perfect children
how do you know
stop judging stop judging
jealousy is an ugly emotion
you don't even know them
you don't know a thing
how do you know
that their lives are so perfect
and why would you wish
for their lives not to be
good anyway
you wouldn't you wouldn't
so easy to resent them
these strangers in the street
who are you hurting
who hurts
when you send out
negative energy
think these bad thoughts
and you don't know
you don't know
that their lives are so perfect
how do you know
what they have been through
are going through
these people
real people
on whom you project
your own inadequacies
your own pain
inner turmoil
neurosis
