Soliloquies of Sin

Envy

Does it look like I need your sympathy?

I don't want anything that you laid your filthy hands on

Don't you dare throw me to your empathy

I won't be a victim to your emotional con

Look at you, with your stupid flaws

Who would ever want them?

You're as pathetic as a puppy without its paws

I could easily cut you down, like scissors to a hem

I am Envy

It might be my name, but I do nothing of the sort

I am what you wish you could be

I am deception, the very last resort

Who needs anything that you've got?

I definitely don't need it

I am everything you're not

It's the truth; I'm not conceited

Keep your human notions to yourself

Don't you see that I'm not limited like you?

Keep your money, fame, and wealth

And don't you dare look at me with those eyes, you puny shrew


Wrath's next!