After all,
I was just a paper bill
An exchange for something you love.
After all,
I was just a paper bill
A printed piece that can be crumpled, given, and lost.

At times I felt so lost
My sadness deep as sin
Overcome by emptiness
My need, was ravaged from within

It took almost, my whole life
To discover what was wrong
So much in life was offered me
But I just needed, to belong
BOEMS BY JA 493