Jealous I feel of him,

He is vagabond, destined to be loser.

I am bonded, expected to excel,

Bonded with my culture, etiquette, social inhibitions, and he is free, careless,

I have responsibility, he has freedom.

Jealous I am of him,

He relishes the moments, which I dream.

He feels my love, but I shy from it, 

He feels the world, I feel its waste,. 

He proposes love freely, but I have fear of failure.

Jealous I am of Him,

He is reckless, while I practiced restrain.

Walking on life path, he ridiculed my choices,

Laughed on my failures, and I pity on his thoughts,

Jealous I am of Him,

All my life I have been suspicious and scheming,

He was one careless and foolhardy,

But at end I find myself sulking and him happy. 

Jealous I am of My Mind,

Because secretly I want emulate him