Why?

Why see others as an empty box
Worthless and hideous like a rag
And as dangerous as a fox
By seeing their happiness as a thing you must gag?

Why nature malicious thoughts
Feeling you are better than others;
Acting vainly without rational thoughts
But expecting others to embrace you as should brothers?

Why wish to see others fail
Thus, imprisoning yourself with no available bail;
Spawning strategies and intents to mar others
For a success not meant to make you better than others?

Why trade your reality for illusion
Presenting potential ordeal to your mind
When you ought to seek yours and humanity's elation
By living purposefully upright with pure and serene mind?

You own your destiny, your dream
It is clear to the world like a film,
By choosing to see others bad
You stay stagnant, feeling bad and awfully sad

Why not change your credence, your creed
Forsaking jealousy, envy and greed?
No one lives to see you die
But to live an inspire and fulfilled life
You must bid hatred farewell and enmity bye.