It creeps up on you

Like a spider climbing up your arm

Hours pass and it’s still there

You still feel that ache

Of envy

In your chest

It only takes a few seconds

You see what you want

and can’t have

Right in front of you

You can’t feel content until it’s gone

Which means getting what you seek

And you don’t

I’m caught up

In this mess

What I can see

Is what I want to be

Not who I am