Jealousy.
It pours on me like Acid. Acid pouring on me whenever they talk about them. It causes pain and makes you want to scream. But you can't do anything but stay in misery. It's always annoying listening to them rant about their pity for them. But why isn't the pity you feel for them for me? I've been through pain. I've been through things that brought me down. Why don't you notice me? You have your favorite person. You're my favorite person. I got attached to you, even the first day. But you have another favorite and it's not me. I want to mark you and keep you as property. So you can give your pity Your happiness Your attention Your sadness Your anger Your love Is ALL of me. No one else. What do they have that I don't? When they never talk to you like how i do. Why am I always third? If not second. What the f*ck do I need to make you place your attention all on me? I'll do anything for it! Despite it being the first day we met I grew attached because of the basic attention you've given me. Now it's all I crave. Knowing you have eyes for me for a few minutes To your eyes switching to someone else. It drives me insane. It's NOT fair. Why the hell is it them? Why not me?
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