An IQ above 129

Everything in life they’ve seemingly

done right

7 figure income

A wife and kids

His heart and mind always on business

He tells himself he’s nothing without

his money and praise

But not from his family, wife, or the

kids he’d raise

It’s his public parasocial reality

An illusion of his life

His true self… a mystery

Will his legacy stand the face of time

He’d rather lose everyone and commit

a money crime

Than admit for a second everything

might not be fine

When your bank account depletes

And your wife decides to leave

Your old friends and siblings don’t talk

to you

Your old self they’ve already grieved

What is it that you truly need

Someone to talk to

That doesn’t just want to take

You’ll never have that

Because everything about you is fake

Look in the mirror and what do you

see

When I see you I see someone in

complete misery

Empathy depleted

A narcissistic personality

When your tower falls where will you

land

When you have no one

Not a single true friend

Because everything you wanted

The money and fame

Never really mattered

We’ve both been on earth but playing a

different game

I wanted peace

You wanted success

But you’ll never truly have that when

the rest of your life is a mess

You get what you give back

In your head that’s a sign of weakness

But that’s not a true fact

In life everything cycles

You’ll have your highs and lows

Adversity can help your character

grow

For some however, they just become

what they know.