Never had much clout.
Seeing through these eyes,
I fear the only truth are the never ending lies.
Searching further than I hoped to find myself,
Always stoic and hoping for that one chance at wealth.
Fanning off the haters and trying to be a conqueror,
Every single day, every single step draws me closer.
My mind bombarded with decisions to make,
Every day I hope and pray this is a dream, from which I will soon wake.