Money, Money, Money

I wake up to the alarm,

Rush rush rush.

Like I need to win the (some) race.

Work work work.

I would squander away,

Myself.

Money money money,

I want more,

Money money money.

Never took a break,

From one job to another.

I kept running for more.

I kept getting more.

And I kept running for more.

But I kept losing my wealth.

My friends, joy, and health.

Enough? 

Didn't know how much was that.

I did dig my own grave.

My money somehow,

Didn't accompany me there...