A not-so-good Poem...

Had wrote another poem some time ago....
not a very special one.... but it's quite all right, I believe...

Five stanzas...
Eight syllabuses in each line....
A rhyming scheme of a-a-a-a-a, b-b-b-b-b, c-c-c-c-c, and so on....

in short... an iambic pentameter as someone told me this kind of poem is called...
anyway.. do give your comment on how it is to you...


JEALOUSY OR ENVY

Couples after pairs, often there,
See them here and there, anywhere.
One may wonder why I would care.
Both thought, feeling I have to bear;
Try to see in my view I dare.

Notice I have, something hidden,
Hidden to all, themselves even.
For granted, think I see, taken,
For the one to them He’d given,
Either the men or the women.

It’s probably just me maybe,
Thinking why no one is with me,
In a way like these couples be;
Romance, care or just be happy.
Is this jealousy or envy?

Why do I make myself bother?
As if I’ ve to find that other,
So early now and not later.
Friends, close and most, so much wonder,
Who I’ll end up with together.

I myself think and try to tell,
The future that I have and will.
Will it be like a fairy-tale?
To be with me for all, she shall,
My heart, who will come to prevail?