Paint Me The Color of Envy

There he sits
A nobody with no one
He doesn't understand
Why humans are so cruel to
Those they don't know
His anger building and his sadness deepening
He looks at the thin crescent moon
He wants to be a human he says
He wants to be like everyone else
He watches the human everyday
Scowling at their flourishing kind
But truly he is jealous
They can be so inferior
But can be so leisurely
That's what he envies the most
The innocence he never had
The happiness he never felt
"Paint me the color of envy," he says
"And leave me alone to die."