So she says I'm weird...that I dont feel what others do...asked me what I'm jealous of...I gave it much thought and this is the only thing I could think of!

I'm not jealous
Of the kinda money you make,
Of all the goodies you rake,
Of all the parties you shake...

I'm not jealous
Of all the riches you enjoy,
Of all your big fancy toys,
Of all your popularity with the girls and boys...

But I am jealous
When to him you do swarm,
Shower him with your wit n charms,
When you melt in his arms...

And I am jealous
That I can give you no more than words like this line,
That I can't keep you for as long as the end of time,
That my love is not enough to make you mine...