Material Hope

I'll give you my curiosity
But keep all of my depression
Then maybe I'll stop waiting
On happiness through material possessions

I've been living this way
For as long as I remember
Christmas is what keeps me
Alive though trite September

Things that keep me moving
Sixteen, eighteen, and twenty-one
Little things like concerts
Any temporary trade of pain for fun

The things they are what make me
They hold me from the grave
The money and the bribes
Is what pressures me to behave

The lies that I don't tell
I go to school to learn
I get straight A's but wouldn't
If I didn't get something in return

It's what keeps me breathing
Perks keep the skin stitched tight
Things promised to me tomorrow
Keep my will to live in sight

But I guess it isn't such a bad thing
Excitement keeps us all alive
We can't be bored all of the time
Can't let go till we're too numb to revive

Yet I still wish it wasn't about
Material thoughts and dreams
I wish I had something real and stable
To keep me from bleeding at the seems

**yeah, maybe a cute idea, but not really i know