Aiiight...been a while since i blogged nethin, so here i come wit some more of ma junk....
this basically is bout a gurl who has hit it off pretty well...shes makin a whole lotta money, yet as tha title suggests, she feels miserable. as she's spendin tym on tha beach in front of her property, tha waves trigger tha realization that evrythin n evry1 has a partner in lyf, xcept her.
call me old-fashioned, but i'd rather hav a successful MARRIAGE than b a single millionaire. money can buy a whole lotta shiit, but it cant buy happiness....or love.....
neway...here goes:
A deserted beach under tha black starry sky
lyin' on tha soft cool sand, as tha tym passes by
her eyz close as tha first few raindrops fall
her lips part slightly as she feels tha raindrops crawl
down her shirt they trickle eva-so-softly
caressin her achin n worn-out body
tha sounds of waves lappin up on tha shore
remind her that she has no1 2 lean on 4 support
she's still alone, wit nobody 2 share her lyf wit
no1 2 love eternally nor ne1 2 try n giv
her whole self 2, without holdin back
wherz tha guy who can bring her lyf back on track?
she lies there, soaked 2 her skin, feelin cold n alone
not wantin tha house she livz in nemore, but her own sweet home
somewhere she alwayz anticipates goin back 2
not a place where she feels lyk she's got nothin 2 do
as she blinks away warm tears that well up in her eyz
tha words of her late mother she then comes 2 realize
" Money cant buy evrythin, so dont b blinded by greed,
u should hav enuff 2 b able 2 self-sustain n please."
bringin her knees up 2 her chest, she curls up in a lil ball..in a failed attempt 2 keep warm
sadly, money did buy her a seaside property but failed 2 diminish tha loneliness which eventually lead her 2 harm....
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