All my friends have so much
Even my neighbors have so much
So much compared to my so little
Why do they have more than me?
Why do they have better than me?
Why can't I have what they have?
I bought this car just last year
It wasn't new, but I thought it was nice
My neighbor across the way just bought a new one
A pretty, sleek, fast, sports car
Why should they have more than me?
Why should they have better than me?
Why can't I have what they have?
Sure, I have a nice little condo
But my friend just bought a house with their partner
The house warming wasn't much
No party could outshine that house
How could they have more than me?
How could they have better than me?
Why can't I have what they have?
My home is small
My car is old
My clothes don't fill my closet
I don't have many nice things
How dare they have more than me
How dare they have better than me
Why shouldn't I have what they have
About the Creator
Katarzyna Crevan
Hi! I enjoy writing and have been writing for some years now. I hope you enjoy my writing!
Comments (2)
This felt scary to me. It can either be Envy or Jealousy. Not sure which one. Loved your poem!
Wow, do you live in my body? I'm struggling to pay my bills. Each month, I just barely make it. I moved onto this street in 1999 and since then, most of the homes have seen new owners . . . nearly every one of them can boast a seven-to-eight figure net worth. I keep thinking: it's just not fair. Why cany some of them be as broke as I am? Oh well, maybe I'll buy a lottery ticket and keep my fingers crossed. Loved your story; it sure did hit home.