I have no big sums of cash
But the view outside my window is a privelege
I am fortunate.

My luck, as slim as it is, is making me lazy.
It’s crazy but it must be a natural order or things.

My soul needs to be released
I'll pack my bags I'm gonna leave
Tried all that I can
It's a game that I will never win

You don't seem to be listening
Or appreciate what I've given
When I'm gone you'll realise
All I've compromised

Through the years
Are you listening?

I'm leaving you behind
And this feeling is The Liberating Kind
I've opened up my mind
To the world
And taking what is mine
I'm leaving you behind.

My neighbourhood

Sun shines but it’s quiet in here
These mansions don’t seem to be occupied
Where is everybody?

We don’t see children playing on the street
We don’t know our neighbours
We all tend to mind our own chores

Audible tunes heard out of my small flat a few times
But I got told off for it more than once
This side of the world has no soul

I want to leave this high and mighty place
When I leave I’m never coming back
So long boring old Toorak!

All my ladies please do understand
Intrinsically you bring beauty to this land
Put your body out there in the public eye
And you will get attention that you can't defy

Pictures of you all over there nettisphere
Fun, vivacious, seductive and suggestive
But fugly buggers better type nothing rude
You only welcome it from those attractive to you!

So you want to please and tease with your naked pics
Now you're furious for getting comments from freaks
This is why our whole world is troubled
When righteous hypocrites' standards are doubled

The biggest issue
Is you do not see the greatness in you
Or hate what you have turned it into
It's true
You cannot love anybody else
If you don't even love your very own self

Enveloped by fear for no reason
Like my life is easy but hollow
Like a poisoned mouse losing direction
Like I am supposed to stay in a dark oblivion

I don't want to die insignificant.

Sick of all the tears
Unrewarded volunteer
I still love you dear

So I see that you're a
Functioning alcoholic
Don't forget the bin