Money

It always comes back to you
You're the one in charge
   Of everything I do
Whether working hard, living large
   Or spinning circles, till I'm blue
You're always there, you're everywhere
    We'll never bid adieu

   Elusive is your middle name
Like bleach, clearing out the drain
I let you get inside my brain
And now, I, too, will go insane 

   I always live up to you
It seems you'll never lead
   In spite of all that I accrue
You're never all I need
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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U.D Palawon  Avatar
August 3, 2017 at 11:03 PM
A sound message in it. Never make money the top priority of life then it will come by itself...Well penned. :) Regs Sunita
Pigeon Tart Avatar
July 19, 2017 at 6:25 PM
... :)
Pigeon Tart Avatar
July 19, 2017 at 6:48 PM
Nice! You can delete that for the next guy... ;)
Hopper Avatar
July 19, 2017 at 6:32 PM
lol, okay "you are money"
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