Weaker and weaker I turned to, My confidence soon turns to failure, All that I have becomes less, Never satisfied is what you made me. All that I have, isn’t appreciated, But to capture even more, More of the world, Slowly forgetting what pride means. So unsatisfied, Things of the world, Could not feed my hunger, What does my heart really wants, Finally things I longed, Is just at my doorstep, How long would it last I wonder, Will I finally be satisfied? Things of the world, I summoned you!