Alright.. Me and Shiznit noticed no activity in here while talking on AIM and decided to write something just to ignite a spark in this place... (her web browser isn't working so I posted for us.. )

Insides corrupted and consumed by money and greed
Had a wife and kid.. just equaled more mouths to feed
Climbed the mountain tops peak where everyone looked up at me
Presently I'm weak, scrounging for a leftover meal to eat
Selfish ambitions seeked and conquered my every last desire
Higher expectations as every lyric quickly became uninspired
Now the days are growing longer.. and still no one will listen..
So what am I missing? Wasn't I once a great musician?

I used to enjoy the lifestyle of the rich and famous
Derived its corrupted mentality and ingenious
Searched aspects of soceity and tried to fit in
Multiplied efforts given as I became one of them
Adaptation of classy acts and unrealization of facts
Distracts my ownself from the place I found myself as
My loss of direction affected my life and family
"Insanity" I said but it indistinctively meant "Money"
Abduction of the practical things had made me jaded
Stayed the same as one by one they all faded
Family broken. House and furnitures taken.
Career. All disappeared.
Nowhere to go. No one to count on.
Left alone. All cause of "GREED"
Perfect notes i used to know and live by as i grew
Thats the passion of music that i always once knew
Used to have large crowds that affectionately listened
Now stuck with strangers walking passed me staying distanced
And now because of my weaknesses
there's certain rhythms left in my ear
The sound of my guitar and the coins
being dropped on the ground from the air

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