Money. Women. Status.
All things that men want
So why is that I have it
But cannot smile?
Why is it that these things
Do not make me happy?
Make money to spend on these girls
Have them call me baby
Have everyone and their mom
blowing up my phone
But yet I am not happy
Do you see the hop in my step
The smile on my face
the new clothes that I wear
Do you see these things?
Well look a little closer
Do you see the bags under my eyes
The diminishing bank account
Hear the hoarseness of my voice?
Well do you?
I don’t think so because I
have hid it so well
I have gained all that I have wanted
But none of what I needed
The Bible asks the question
"What does it profit a man
to gain the whole world,
But lose his soul."
The answer to that is nothing.
What fun is it to have all these things
But have no enthusiam to enjoy them?
My face is a glow
But my soul is crying.
What has happened?
The joy of feeling good
at any expense has consumed me
Or is it that fact that I have these things
Which has given me false power?
Help me! Help me! Help me!
My soul is screaming at the highest peak
But not one person can hear it.
Is it their fault? No.
I choose to keep it inside
Away from the doubters
Away from the expectators
Away from the so called friends
What am I to do?
What is there to do?
I have the world eating out of the
palm of my hands
But I cant enjoy it because the
world controls me