As I gaze at my friends I feel so jealous. There's a certain thing I really lack I must say. I go behind people's back and mock at them. But deep down I'm just simply, jealous. At the end of the day, I'm still at the losing end. However there is a will inside of me that keeps saying,

"My time will come"

No worries, I can wait. Meanwhile, make me stand strong. I never want to be too impluse. Teach me in your ways........