Reflection of wishes in the deeds of another

voices that feeling which painfully bothers,

the Gazer, the Lesser.

Like a cut that cripples but slowly everyday,

this feeling ripples yet somehow stays,

adding to the misery of the Gazer, the Lesser.

And then it turns vicious in the sight of oblivious,

destroying the once precious, making the Jealous,

the Gazer, the Lesser.