Pursuit of Happiness

alone in a four cornered room an empty, shallow, feeling doom no windows, door's locked more than a prisoner stocked. proud and arrogant he is with no friends to miss live in his pride, pity no other busy working man, don't try to bother. wealthy and famous, handsome young man but boastful Sam was born with golden spoon in hands all the world's pleasures in him lands. above money can give, emptiness still felt happiness it brought easily melt people around are fake, no to trust attacks you in back only money they lust. alone in a four cornered room realized now that he must start to bloom from a tormentor, must open heart and mind for sure, Sam, true happiness he will find.