I Bought a Necklace; You Bought Self Tanner, Bleach and a Ticket to Cancun.

I envy your disillusionment,

your jaded,
self-involvement,
your tired hands,
weak and dying hair,

your complaints,
and
or bragging rights.

I envy your lack
of perception,

of concern,

your ability to see the world
at such a level

(you will hear, "know" but
never change).

I envy your lack of need
to impress me,
surpass me,
be me.

I envy your life,
the money wasted on vain endeavours,

and your sense of disillusion,
with everything that is real.