Success Is Love

Although you're wealthy.

Although you're rich.

You feel unhappy,

In this blissful kiss.

What is success?

What is power?

What is independace?

And what is happyness in this grey tower?

Success you gain,

Not always without pain.

Not only from work.

But friendship and family,

Supporting you from every enemy.

Some may need it,

Some may want it,

But without the one,

They're gonna be haunted.

Is it important to own fine, golden stars?

Is it important to gain broken, red stars?

Cause one thing is for sure.

It won't make you happy how love can do.

Some want both,

Some gain both,

Some work hard,

Some are born with a guard.

No one can choose.

Everyone will receive.

Where they are, in this worlds thirst.

They will get what they worked for with no loose.

Power means success.

Success means love.

Love means support.

And anything else than money.

Success means independance,

Independance means being on your own.

Getting less or even more,

With what you choose to be happy for.

You want it?

You get it.

Making life easier and better livings.

But don't forget your true stars.

Don't forget your big, red hearts.

Don't forget this big written letters,

That always make each day better.

You have it,

Because of true supporting lights.

You gain it,

Because they didn't gave up.

You made it,

With all this love.

So never forget what you're thankful for.

And never forget what makes you happy more.