the gift

i am so goddamn tired
they try to sell you dreams
for $49 a month
you deceiving bastards
i got my own dreams
they aren't of riches
which they try to sell you
i dream of love
falling in love
no amount of money
will ever buy that gift
i don't care if i'm poor
but i am rich
in ways they can't fathom
my dreams are of peace
helping my fellow man
to be a guiding light
for those that are lost
an inspiration
to those that have been pushed down
a fighter
to those that have been kicked
when they are down
see i got a gift 
that no money or riches 
can ever buy
i got love
it was a beautiful gift
and that is all i'll ever need