What trouble is,
What suffery and pain are they to you ,
The meaning of those words, is what?
Reply, or can you trust no one but those
Who's loyalty is measured by your cash?
Am I the one you can't rely upon,
What trouble is to me you cannot say
Or cannot understand,
You, in your box,
Behind the walls of dreams you cannot see,
So there, be well.
The world is so unseen to those who live inside their puffy dreams.
