I stop and I stare at you, you might catch my eyes I stop and look at you.
You might wonder why I am staring at you like this.
You might think I want you.
But I dont.
You look at me, looking at you and you start to get scared you think i want to rob you.
But I dont.
This is the truth why I am staring at you.
Im jealous of you.
Im jealous of the body you have.
I want it.
Im jealous of the model that you can be.
It should be me.
Everybody wants you.
But nobody wants me.
You got a smile that lights up the room.
That should be my smile.
That should be my body, my life, my sexy features everything should be Mine, mine, mine!
But its not.
I guess Im just Jealous.
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