Jealousy

She was a new kind of bitterness
Twisted and confrontational in unhappiness
She hated her self and liked to let others know
She could never find peace wherever she'd go

Her legs were long with a frame to match
Eyes sunken green in envy with cracks
She was spitting and foaming with her hair tied back
Ranting and raving with no real facts

Today's victim was a young innocent girl
Beautiful with her perfect long tight curls
Soft delicate skin with time on her side
She was softly spoken and asked her mother why she cried

Her raging mother explained that she was old
No other man would want her to hold
To have and to love her so bold
She hated being forty and all frozen and cold

Her daughter smiled and said beauty comes from within
No man would want a woman to give in
That every line tells a tale of where she's been
And to accept who she was and speak with a grin

Her mother just ranted that one day she'd understand
If she had had love and lost her husband
To a younger woman with her cheating man
She'd feel the same jealousy and wouldn't give a damn

Her tearful daughter replied she'd lost her father too
But that she never blamed anyone and what good does it do
To scream and shout in jealousy with her awful points of view
When she's only hurting herself with a bottle of wine or two

Now her mother gets weekly help and feels good again
In the room next door is her ex's girlfriend
Who's at a meeting for abuse victims
Turns out her man has issues against all women
Their meetings end and her daughter arrives, they all talk and become good friends