Broken Hearts & Credit Cards - P.O. Box

Found the one,

The one to share it all,

We burn in our own confort

And don’t see it until it’s gone.

Seek the partner,

The partner of your life,

A real house, a real car,

A real suicide

What’s love?

It’s just a simple word,

A poem about butterflies

But kindness after worth.

Cashed in,

You hold your partner tight,

You love your cat and your dog,

The bank account’s allright

Would you stay without all this?

Would you leave for more wealth?

You make me laugh

When you explain the way you met.

I know exactly

You will take what you can get.

Should I quit?

Should I cheat?

Or should I simply burn this system down?

Tear it down!

Get a life!

You will see you could have done much more.