Envy It starts with a name, I blink, I can't let you see what I'm feeling, I can't possibly tell you what I think. * I told you about my day, About how I met up with an old friend, We went out for lunch, Then it went all muddy. So I listen intently, “Trying” not to let it bother me, Emphasis on trying, But of course, My mind wanders, And I find myself thinking. I wasn’t sure if you were listening, But I kept talking unconsciously, I was too excited to mind, That your attention had already drifted. Why on Earth are you telling me about her? It doesn't concern me, It needn't concern you, Why does it bother me so, That you want to let me know? You’ve been smiling the whole time, Are you really interested? You’ve your arms crossed, You turned your back and ate some chips. I nod my head at what you say, But internally, I start to pray, That you don't ask me a question, Or see the mild contempt in my expression, I swear you have my attention! I felt something wrong, You were never this quiet, I always wondered, I’d ask “what’s wrong?” But I’m afraid to know. Why do I feel such a strong dislike, Towards her, Why does it hurt my pride? I wonder, It can't be what I think, Can it? I thought I’d never be the type… Dammit! I feel a change of aura, A very blue lady of mine, I knew, I shouldn’t have, You were… Green and mean, A feeling unseen, Bordering on crazy, A girl filled with envy. *every second stanza is from the guy's perspective