JEALOUSY

So, you truly despise me?

How can I tell?

It's simple really.

Probably has something to do

with your hurtful comments

as you pass me in the street.

"F***in' slag" and "Filthy slapper".

Or the fact that I have to remove

your saliva from my clothes and hair

whenever I leave my home.

What is it about me

that so incenses you

until you swear you'll kill me?

I am a female like you,

with thoughts and feelings.

I get spots sometimes

and hormonal mood swings.

But unlike you, I have humanity.

For I could never be as spiteful

as you are to me.

You ridicule the way I dress,

so maybe that's it.

But, surely, if I like to wear

a mini-skirt and corset top

on a warm and sunny day,

how can that be hurting you?

When you're wearing something

that suits you and looks really nice,

I smile and compliment you

and mean it from the heart.

 

Perhaps my long blonde hair offends you,

as you've often threatened to tear it out!

Is it that yours is brittle and damaged

and fails to reach your waist;

and in spite of the many potions you've tried,

it never quite shines like mine?

Well I decided long ago

to stop using dryer and tongs.

My secrets are yours, you've only to ask.

But I guess that would be beneath you.

My make-up, too, is often the butt

of crude derisive jeers.

So what if I like the sultry look

of smoky eyes and scarlet lips?

A few cosmetics have always been

an asset to our gender.

They bring our natural beauty alive

and are fun to choose and combine.

So why not lose your perpetual scowl,

apply some colour and try a smile?

So your boyfriend looked at me?

It's really no big deal.

Mine has eyed up every girl

who ever passed him by.

It doesn't mean they've tired of us,

it's just a thing men do.

Compare it to a shopping trip.

Although you've bought the perfect dress,

that stunning designer one-off,

don't you still love to window shop?

Now don't you think it must be time

to learn to live and let live?

To threats and insults I'm immune,

so you're only degrading yourself.

You'll never suppress the person I am,

nor my Bohemian sense of dress.

Still, I hope through your life self-esteem you'll find,

then your misplaced jealousy

will burn itself out and disappear

to leave you as free as me!