You

I'm jealous of you.
The way they look at you,
The way they idolize you.
Sometimes, I wish I were you.
But then I remember what's wrong with you.
And I question why I care about you.
They don't need me; they have you.
What a wonder, to be you.
The world seems to revolve around you.
Yet here I am, judging you.
Your standards, I think, are faker than you.
Pretending comes naturally to you.
Attention is a necessity for you.
I'm watching you,
Protecting you,
Even though I don't really need you.
But, never fear, I don't hate you.
I'm just a little jealous of you.