Jealous, Envious I

Jealous, envious was all I,

Because I came first in the class, but with a tie!

Why couldn't I get more,

Why couldn't he get less?

Why him?

Why not is the dim?

Why not he is a blister grim?

Why, why and why,

Why did I get a tie?

I thought as on the bed I lay,

I had to go now on a super hard way.

I wanted to punch that guy,

The one who with me had a tie,

The one born on the same birthday as me.

That boy is a big lie,

Why am I jealous of a tie?

I do care,

Unlike you and if you try to console me dare.