Jealousy
She scans him
She talks about him
She gets to his hair
And his eyes
And his lips
But looks at them
Like they're
Her hair
And her eyes
And her lips
She's so greedy
Like she can't share
When was he hers?
He's mine for now
He loves me
Okay?
So if anything,
It's my hair
And my eyes
And my lips
End of discussion.
This poem is about:
Me