 The dangers lie so near The depth of you so often Brings heartache and tears. You seemed to be a selfish soul drawn to what's not yours You follow people all around Looking through windows and doors. You build your weapons strong and blast them with such care You don't care who they hurt Your seen everywhere. You lust for other's property and things that they love You wish them harm, disgrace and hatred all else above. But you're not welcome here my friend, not to stay with me, I know your face, I've called your name, You Envy. Kathalise Martin March 16th, 2000 |