Dependence

There are countless things we depend our life upon
Hoping that in time they will make us strong
The possessions over which we obsess
Just to throw them in a pile with the rest

Once we see that they do no good
We use an excuse of being misunderstood
We say that no one understands our pain
And accuse ourselves of being less sane

Just because we realized that these objects do us no good
And we turn it into more of a crisis than we should
Only after time and careful thought
Do we realize we were looking at the wrong lot

It is values and people that we should base our lives upon
Because if chosen well, those will never be gone
Do not try to gain possessions in hope of being fulfilled
Only do what is right and use properly your free will