family dinners become business meetings
i buy my friends and rent sleepovers
with these bowls i feel colors but when it’s over
and my hands are empty
all i feel is empty
another bowl another bottle
when my pockets go empty there’s always a resupply
always something new to buy but nothing to enjoy
brand new toys every day every week
brand new car brand new girl brand new this and that
but it all feels flat and dull
another bowl another bottle
i'd cry for help but these stacks block it out
i can afford help but I'm ridiculed
talk about my feelings and feel ridiculous
told to get a grip
next thing is i'm gripping a trigger
i'm gripping the pill bottle i'm gripping the razor
i question myself like they question me
then i snap out and drop it then my hands are empty
maybe they’re better off empty
another bowl another bottle
when my pockets go empty there’s always a resupply
always something new to buy but nothing new to enjoy
the things i want the most are what i can’t buy
but you wouldn’t get it
to you, I'm just another rich guy
you couldn’t tell from the naked eye
but maybe with a naked and unbiased mind
you’d finally see
that not everyone who can fly feels free
A RICH KID'S PARADOX
Nicole Dipré