Oppressive Success
This I had dreamed
future so bright
Or so it seemed
was it worth the fight
Loved ones claim they know best
forcing my soul away
little did I know it was all a test
begging my soul to stay
One week here
another there
no one to lend an ear
someone give me air!
The familiarities- the call
my family waiting with open arms
to catch my fall
Money cant make you happy
they say
but it beats sitting around heart sappy
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