Can you watch, can you see?
Everything you ask for is there,
It is just a little bit of stuff,
Reach out and grab it.
No, there is not anything in your way
Just your own self, and your own pride, busting away
At your resolve, making it all feel like little pieces of nothing
That came together and make something big, bigger than
What you have looked for, but still, just vapors in the sun,
A little bit of gaseous quality to those things that stop
You from finding things, that it would take, to make  you
Happy.
Then again, no, you wouldn't be happy.  You would simply
Have more, and then,
You would be you.  All over.
Again.