Will I ever change
From loose coins under couch cushions
To riches and fame
From crumpled dollars on the table
To my family's bills being paid
Will the ones who saw me struggle
Be with me forever
Or will I let new ones in
I should have never
Will I realize the only currency
That matters currently
Can't be sold to me
I try to hide
I try to maintain
But in the end safety doesn't breed change