Bling

I’m neither your piano nor your guitar
I’m neither your yacht nor your sports car
I’m neither your sculpture nor your painting
I’m neither your trophy nor your gold Bling
I’m neither your sofa nor your chair
I’m neither your house nor your garage
I’m neither your bracelet nor your ring
I’m neither your doll nor your play thing
I’m neither your garden nor your tree
I’m neither your computer nor your TV
I’m not these things that you hold dear
I’m worth much more than material gear
So next time you think to ply me with your honeyed spiel
I’ll just look at you and reply, “Don’t play me ‘cause I’m real”
– WoundedLeo