Quality over quantity

You tell me you are rich now, and I am poor,
But behind your wealth, I see an empty door.
You cannot buy my mind, my dignity, my name,
Nor judge me by the broken values of your game.
If this is love, to search for faults and to control,
Then gold has only rotted out your very soul.
Why do you watch me so closely from your height?
While I walk through the dark to find my own light.
I am single, not by choice, but by a vow I keep—
To never make another suffer or to weep.
Blame me for your downfalls, twist the truth in two,
Your money gives no power to punish what is true.
Keep covering the ashes of the bridges that you burned,
I have nothing left to lose from the lessons I have learned.
The ones I cared for left, they took their profits and they ran,
But karma never loses the address of any man.
Time has proved the distance between your wealth and mine,
And I would rather die for friendship than a dollar sign.
It is what it is and its just fine stop waisting my time and keep making a plan for my life as Im not the type to fall for a lie.