The dreamer

“Spend your life with your money,
live for the dough, do not wake up before its time to go,
die slow why you screaming in pain, dreaming you wouldn’t give everything for fame,
give anything for change, but the ache is stationary, killing you,
money burns, shame on you, fuck me too,
I let too much slip out of my hands,
nightmares about that day I don’t stand a chance,
when ive let it all pass me, sassy,
cause I was too damn classy to get down from my pedestal,
felt it all, money, diamonds and a lot of stuff.
to me and him, nothing was ever enough.”
— Lenole PennaXum