wanting

i don't get "jealous"

i'm not that type of girl

it makes no sense for me to yearn

i have what i could want 

and i give what i don't need

i ask and i gracously recieve 

so why should i wish for more than i see

but i suppose the girls with the gorgeous faces

still crave more

and i reckon the boys with the muscles still can desire

all i really want can't be bought in stores

it can't be ordered online and shipped right to your door

what i want is rare and costs more than a hundred dollars

what i want is happiness and the kindest of smiles

i want the mornings where i can watch the sunrise

i want the nights where i'm surrounded by the wild

i want a life that i don't have

that's full of adventure

one in which i worry less

so maybe i am a little resentful

of all that i don't have

but maybe one day

i'll have it at last

everything and a smile.

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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