I envy you. I envy how you can just disappear. I envy how you're able to flow freely, anywhere, as you please. Your words are carefully chosen, fired out, and they knock down my own with ease, striking their target and incinerating. There is no time to dance or weave, never dodging the harsh words.
I envy you because nothing can force you to blink. You stare calmly, and blink only when you choose. I envy you that you do not need all the things I seem to need. As a result, I grill myself and can't get straight answers. I don't want to need those things. I want to live without. If the eyes are windows to the soul, yours have blinds. You can see out, but no one can see in. I envy you.
You worked hard for all that you have. Nothing can break you. I envy you.
I envy you because nothing can force you to blink. You stare calmly, and blink only when you choose. I envy you that you do not need all the things I seem to need. As a result, I grill myself and can't get straight answers. I don't want to need those things. I want to live without. If the eyes are windows to the soul, yours have blinds. You can see out, but no one can see in. I envy you.
You worked hard for all that you have. Nothing can break you. I envy you.
