Sleepless/Happiness

And because I’m empty

I’m empty without you

Moreover without myself

Because I’m not here

Because I’m there

Where I have lots of money

Where I have plenty of cars

And yachts, jetskis, planes

Where I wear white tees

And white pants

And drink red wine

And if I spill it

I can burn my clothes

And buy new ones

Because my money is endless

Because my girls are endless

Because monogamy is for the poor

Because marriage sucks

And I can buy freedom

But here I am

In my cutout t-shirt

And old shorts

Dreaming about a life

I will never have

And I feel empty

How do I know I’m empty

If I have never been full?

How do I know I want something

If I never had it?

How do I know this is misery

If life has always been that way?

What if I have been happy

But I just never knew it

How would I know

Life puts me in way too many places

I don’t think I can fit in

Like dreams if I were sleepless

Wondering what’s my happiness