Money Cant buy Happiness

Money and success, a fleeting dream, Can't buy happiness, or so it seems. Status and fame, a facade to hide, The emptiness inside, where true joy resides. People change, like the wind and tides, When fortune's smile, on them it resides. Friends and foes, a blurred line, As wealth and success, their hearts entwine. But true wealth lies, in love and kindness, In connections deep, and moments of tenderness. For money and fame, are just a game, And true success, is a heart that's not tamed.