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This life of luxury.
Cannot seem to suffice.
For everything in life.
You have to pay a price.

I ate from a spoon of silver.
And I slept on a bed of silk.
Had dinner tables sumptuous with food.
While others barely seem to afford milk.

I lived the high society.
And all that it entails.
And today, my friend.
I live to tell the tale.

It's all a big lie, my friend.
Appearances are truly deceiving.
The eyes of some people want to lie.
Though their hearts are believing.

Just be yourself.
Even if you have to go against the tide.
Do what you feel is right.
And push all hypocrisy aside.

Today, I live a life that is simple.
And I broke loose from that golden cage.
It's never too late to be who you want to be.
And you can always start a new page.

* Your identity does not lie in your belongings. Your identity is all what you have left when you lose everything else.