Jealousy and envy
Sometimes it is all we see
Wishing to be anyone but me
They have more
I want to soar
I want people who adore
Objects galore
That’s what we yearn for
But, it will not bring what we seek
We will become meek
Unsure of what we’re searching for
All we want is more
More things and rings
Until our heart sings
But it never answers the questions
It forgets to mention
All the pain and grief
Things and money do not answer
They are just a detour
Answers come from searching deep
From taking a leap

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