Money, money, what a game to play

In the harsh reality of every day

But is it really so important?

Or just a necessity we can't evade?

This societal race, leaving me crazed

Let me breathe, feeling so dazed

Competing, always being appraised

Even in the summer's sunny haze

They claim a million's what I need

To lead the life I want to lead

But have I lost sight of my origins?

Time to return to what matters, my winnings

Why this rat race, this endless grind?

The pressure's mounting in my mind

Leaving me lost and going blind

I hope there's more to find

Oh, the equity trading games

Chasing that fortune and fame

But at what cost to my fire?

Is this what I truly desire?

The money mirage has me spinning

My moral compass slowly thinning

Enough of this material prison

Maybe the risk isn't worth the admission

They claim a million's what I need

To lead the life I want to lead

But have I lost sight of my origins?

Time to return to what matters, my winnings

Why this rat race, this endless grind?

The pressure's mounting in my mind

Leaving me lost and going blind

I hope there's more to find

Perhaps the answer's not in wealth

But the richness found in my inner self

More than just money in the bank

Reclaiming my purpose before it sanks

I won't claim a million's what I need

To lead the life I want to lead

Found my path back to my origins

What truly matters are life's real winnings

No more rat race, no endless grind

The pressure's gone from my mind

No longer lost, my sight's realigned

I've found much more to bind