I am rich from all the things I have lost
When they come into my life I inhale the novelty
I learn what there is to learn
And take what there is to take
I store it in a box under my bed
I am a dragon sleeping over my treasure to protect it
There is no point in holding on to what is given
They take it away when you dangle it in front of them
They want it back
Eventually
So I take and hide it
Then transform into a dragon
And scare them away
*(Late at night, I rise and grab that box)
I
Open
The
Box
And
Peek
(In it I can see all the treasures you couldn't take away from me)