Fancy

I fancy the fancy things in this world,

I see the poor beings outside curled

I mock and laugh as I flash my gold,

As if my soul was previously sold

Scold me for being so cruel,

I’ve been taught to act like a fool

A jewel is what I thought I was,

I try to fit in just because

Does a heart ever change it’s course,

Sometimes I feel the remorse

Force me to change my ways

I’d rather live happy for the rest of my days

Greed and love are like rocks in shoes,

If you combine the two, you lose.

 

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