Beautiful Girl (Jealousy)

I never thought I'd see
Features quite like hers.
Piercing green eyes
And long dark lashes.

Her red hair flowing down her back
In perfect spiral curls,
It reaches down to her thin waist
And moves free through the wind.

She's tall, unlike the other girls,
she's thin; her body is perfect.
She's pale, but in a beautiful way
She's pretty, and no-one doubts it.

But when I see her, I get this dark feeling;
A feeling that I can't hide;
People tell me that it's jealousy;
And I think they're probably right.

It's really true, I am pretty jealous.
How could anyone not be
With all eyes staring up at her
And no-one noticing you?

I'm jealous of her green eyes,
I'm jealous of her locks.
all the boys like her,
but that's no surprise at all.

I'll have to put up with just me now,
I can't do anything about it.
What with seeing her everyday,
I'll definitely get used to it.