I have everything and nothing, not open for discussing, just know I have it all, but I dont have rest and peace, I dont own I just lease, I have money at it's least, when I am hungry I can feast, but what I am famished for the most I cant eat but only hope for with dreams, they too are censored there should be no boubdaries or limits in your sleep this is why sometimes I weep, soorrowful and pittied cries, but your sympathy is despised, you can fell for me, I wish you could feel for me, I know I am not really explaing at all, misery works a # on us all, it is my adversary and downfall, I have everything and nothing at all,