Greedy Poem by Marcquiese Burrell

If you can make much of an impact
It'll be enough to have me to react
If nothings to say
You can't anticipate the next move
Ultimately I'm prone to walk and leave
Won't be able to get a hold of me
Once I become ghost,
you won't find any notes
I can be greedy, a little too greedy
I need much more than what I'm receiving
I can be greedy, nothing will please me
I know it's no good in being so greedy
Worry cause I'm a wind that's fickle
Worry cause this waters superficial
And worry cause you won't
be enough for me
I can afford to be this selfish
I like expensive things, I can not help it
I'm what you can't touch
when you needing me much