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Little Green Monster

Contributed by Annie2 on Wednesday, 4th December 2013 @ 10:40:48 PM in AEST
Topic: selfstruggles



im so jealous of you they say
you are truly perfect in every way
i wish i was you
so strong beautiful and brave
you stir up the little green monster in me
envy, bright as the emerald city
love finds you with ease
life shall truly be a calm happy breeze
these are the things girls say to me

i love you so much
forever togther we will be
your beauty is like the sun
and i cant live without thee
these are the things boys say to me

but then the dawn sneaks into my eyes
to bring me back to my real life of lies
no one is jealous of me or of my false beauty
no breezes assist me, only harsh winds destroy me
instead it is me who brings forth from the gates of hell
that green creature who believes peers are much better than thee


everyday my eyes burn as they see
at least 10 girls whos irses sparkle and gleam, unlike me
and around the corner my feet manage to drag,
only to see 20 girls who have loving lads
i tell myself deep in my core, one day that will be you
being adored
but as soon as this thought travels its course
acting as a devilish phoenix, that monster rises
and reminds me that no boy has ever or will ever love me,
what a suprise

everyday that troll makes me ask
why am i not as pretty, skinny, or smart as them
as my disgusting eyes stare at my mishappen face in the mirror
a salt sea begins to take my cheeks place

everyday i see
girls so much better than me
their beauty cuts deep like knives
but the worst is not wielded by a cruel witch
but instead from the handle held by my closest ally
this makes the pain seep through even more
until it reaches through and satturates my core

when we were young, it was all the same
we just laughed and played
together we were caterpillars, exploring the world
not a care dared to haunt us
but a butterfly became her
and me a worm
there was no compare
she was perfect, and everyone agreed, and i was just there

i thought my dreams only haunted me at night
but they had now taken flight
my eyes wide open, my mind aware
i began to hear that menicing flare


im so jealous of you they say
you are truly perfect in every way
i wish i was you
so strong beautiful and brave
you stir up the little green monster in me
envy, bright as the emerald city
love finds you with ease
life shall truly be a calm happy breeze

i love you so much
forever togther we will be
your beauty is like the sun
and i cant live without thee
these are the things they say
but not to me
who is just there
but rather to her
who to me no one would ever compare

so as i watch her life climb the stairway to heaven
mine has taken the highway to hell
and as for my guide
why who else but that moss colored dwell
the little green monster who lives inside me

i battle him each night
but it is to no delight
i hold on to hope, that one day hell be gone
i can be happy with who i am and be thankful for all
but my heart aches as it truly knows
the time when he will finally disappears
will be when he has compelty picked my soul clean
and when there is nothing left of me
he will move on to the next girl, and make her know
all her happiness, confidence, and dreams
are about to recieve a crushing blow







Copyright © Annie2 ... [ 2013-12-04 22:40:48]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: Little Green Monster (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Friday, 6th December 2013 @ 12:35:56 AM AEST
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This is so sad but really great writing.
blessings,
emy




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