My attachment to everything that I possess
I do not have a lot, with all i am obsessed
And for moments in time i was even depressed
Although currently i am still going through stress
But my mindset is clearing, no longer possessed
I'm no longer obsessed, with the people that messed
With my mind and my set, I will not be content
With the hand that i get, always stick to the said
I will never in life ever settle for dead
I was told by my idol that i was ahead
The more I keep on working, the more i get fed
With the words that inspire those holding the pen
I keep grasp of the problems that never made sense
And again how i said i'm attached to the dead
All the problems, and people, and objects ahead
I do not have a lot, still with all i'm obsessed