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STANDING ON CEMENT
The grass is always greener
Yet I stand here on cement
Noting accolades of close friends
I fear I’ll soon resent
Yet I stand here on cement
Noting accolades of close friends
I fear I’ll soon resent
The ego asks “why not me?”
With unintentional ill intent
Jealousy- the deadliest sin
Of which I’m far too proud to repent
With unintentional ill intent
Jealousy- the deadliest sin
Of which I’m far too proud to repent
Greed lives inside of my chest
Having never paid a cent
And, comparison - the thief of joy
At the time was money well spent
Having never paid a cent
And, comparison - the thief of joy
At the time was money well spent
Life soon flashed before green eyes
As did the dreams I only dreamt
While I still stand here- cold and alone
Due to my unwavering discontent
As did the dreams I only dreamt
While I still stand here- cold and alone
Due to my unwavering discontent