The Rebel's Eye

  Rich.  That word has always been powerful for me.  As a kid, it meant the families who drove the big cars and had crisp green yards with pools in the back.  As I entered my 20’s and 30’s it meant BMW’s, Range Rovers, and vacations where you rented entire houses for the week, not a hotel room. In daily life, it looked like never buying no-name shoes or bags and an obsession with owning iconic Tiffany jewelry.  I never stopped to think if those things made someone rich or simply just appear rich, but it felt good to have those luxuries at my fingertips. The problem here, of course, is that in reality these things do not make you rich.  They are fine if you can truly afford them, but affordability is measured much differently than you would think.   The word rich is much like the word love or happiness.  It means something to you and something else to the person across the table.  It’s all about perspective and individual values.  Wo...

Our field of dreams  set on fire Dying from Pure desire  I'll never know Won't get to see The final act How does this story go You smashed my heart Killed my dreams  Left me bewildered  Such a bloody scene  So when I see you I'll walk on past Eyes locked with my smile mask You'll never know how my empty heart  bleeds for what you tore apart And for what  Trips and accolades Massive Hotel rooms above the glittering Thames  You dare not look down  You know you'll see Piled skeletons  tattooed with your name How they loved you They died for you Still alive but  broken inside too I wish for you  nothing at all A space once for you cleared in my mind Knock down the walls Let in the light  Trying to tell him Yes, it's alright  I'm not a monster I'm what he made me Doing everything I can  To remove his shading  Welcome to my mind Welcome to my life Don't mind me Building something stronger Executive type Hold the t...