Have I Not Earned My Stripes?
The colour of envy is my friend
As red as the sun, my envy burns bright
Why did you choose to lose sight of what makes me unique?
Have I not done my time, earned my stripes?
What does she have that I do not?
Content is how I shall stay until my time arrives and I can break free?
Planting a seed, we can all grow a tree
An idea, a thought is all it takes to leave, to move on?
You could have had it all but instead, you chose the dawn.
A new day is here and it is one that I will not be a part of
Ventures past and ventures new collide where I will hide
Working for you will not be the same but until my dawn is here, I will stay by your side
Gliding across the days will not hide my face. Red is the colour and the one you must match before we can break bread.
About the Creator
Ben Shelley
Someone who has no idea about where their place is in this world, yet for the love of content, must continue writing.
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