Though you have never been homeless or never slept rough
You do feel that life on you is rather tough
With a good job two healthy children and a devoted wife
Yet you are one who does feel hard done by life
Your home a present from your multi millionaire dad a mortgage you do not have to pay
But you are one of those who never seems for to have a good day
It seems that in your mind for happiness there is no space
As i have yet to see you with a smile on your face
Since poverty of mind is a form of poverty
For you and your kind how sad life must be
A negative voice within you convinces you that you are financially down
You have come to believe you are one of the poor of the town
Poverty of mind is a form of poverty would you not agree?
And we are what we think we are it does seem to me.
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