I wish God could send my dreams thru the mail
I wonder if he likes to see me fail
I wonder if i'll ever reach them at this point
It seems like everything is turning switching & flipping
I wonder if my dreams are too big for me
Or is that just the voice of misery & frustration creeping up behind me ?
What is there to do?
What is there to say?
If i pray for my dreams right now will they come in the mail today ?
These questions toss & turn in my mind daily
Trying hard not to let the voices lead me astray
Focus on my focus is what i say
Dreams upon dreams i see
Focus on your focus they said
Dreams upon dreams i saw
Tears upon tears i cry
Failure upon failure i felt
Dreams i saw
blurred out, i see no more
Tears  fell, they saw
Dry your eyes they said
To write, is what i did
Are my dreams too much for me?
They arent here, as far as the eyes can see
When I go to sleep I see my dreams face to face in front of me
My older self she said, youre dreams are so big the most you can do is imagine, not physically see.
I took in what my older self said , then i said my one of a kind self just told myself my dreams so big only i can reach them myself.
Focus on my focus i say
Dry those eyes i say
Greatness i see
when i look at me

Some say money is the root of all evil
I say money is the root of all people
It is just paper yet it holds so much power
You can get it in a day & it'll be gone in an hour
It can be a total destruction or simply a simple satisfaction
Growing up we are taught that everything is money & it doesnt grow on trees
We even learnt to count money when we learnt our A-B-C's
Money sparks the flame in our eyes and brings the spirit of greed
Everytime we get money it's like the more things we seem to need
Money taunts us in our sleep and fanatasizes
"Come get me! Spend me! Steal me!"
They all cry from a heap
It states "In God we trust."
More like "For the paper we lust"
Are we spending with values or are we spending for us?
Money is money and nothing else
So treat it as such and save yourself

There she goes
Look at her
Rising to confusion
Falling into disillusion
Mental state of delusions
Mindset like Confucius
Physical features read  'perilous'
Feeling of evanesce
Sadden thoughts are a dissolvent
Dissolving in the sea of voices  
“You can't” “Worthless” & “disappointment”
Disregarding
Rising to her obligations
Disregarding  snakes & fakes
Overcoming the voices
Look at her
There she goes
Now read bottom up.

Our thoughts of doubts are traders
for making us think we cant retain and obtain what we want
leaving us in fear..
We question to attempt and even try.