I feel so small around you. So tall and grand, you make me feel powerless. Any second you’ll squash me like a bug.

Up in the sky, I’m sure you’re so scared up there all alone. No one to talk too, life can get inside your head. Make you think unreal things. Visions diluting your thoughts.

You thought the power would be great. That it would give you everything you’ve ever wanted. Instead, you’re left feeling empty and alone.

Sometimes, being happy is the greatest power. You don’t need money to be a descent human being. People love you because they want to. They may not envy you on financial terms, but on your spirit.

Be happy. You’ve got friends, family, and freedom. What else do you need?