To answer your question,
I sir, want everything.
I want fame and fortune and grandeur, and light,
So that I may throw it from my penthouse window one night.
I want to amass masses of gluttonous wealth,
So as to lose it all and gain myself.
I want to know what success feels like for them,
So that I may never seek after it again.
And when all that are left are glowing embers and smoke,
I will light my cigarette and gently toke.
When I grow up I want to fail,
And make a clean break from the judgement scale.
They will know me as the one who almost had it all,
Because they couldn't comprehend that I chose to free fall.
To answer your question,
I sir, want everything.
And then I want it all to crumble,
So just the truth remains.
