Fulfilled

What can I say when you have what you need.
What can I say when you are happy.
I'm lonely.
Deprived.
Jealous.
Wanting.
Needing you.
But the closes thought is imprisoned
Because I know you are happy.
Fulfilled.
In all the ways you desire.
So I am jealous.
You ask to hear my mind.
I won't because it is pointless and you are content.
Pointless words.
When you have many to satisfy.
I am just one.
I am just the sensitive, depressive kind.
Why do you keep it up.
Every telling of your day is with others.
I am jealous....
I am stupid.
But I remain...somehow.
Some why I cannot foresee.
Even while I find none to satisfy me.