True Wealth

I felt boundless and lone
Simply composed
Edgeless and deserted
Intact while overexerted

Lately I'm being stretched too thin
Leaving small pieces of myself to places I've been
Eventual trails of arms and legs
To rediscover and recollect again

Stop convincing yourself that there's no true wealth in anybody else

Lock all the doors
So no one gets in
Revisit your old
Conversations
Until you know just how you're suppose to feel

Lock all the doors
Double-bolt yourself in
Retrace your steps
For something you may have missed
Everything's beautiful
As long
As it doesn't
Concern
Me