Do you?

I think about my closets and the suits that they hold.
I dream about new hangers for when my new ones get old.
I love skipping the line when I order my lunch.
I enjoy sneering at people when I see that they munch.
Some might then say that I am rather rude,
But people aren’t people if they do not properly eat food.
I am lucky because I do not have a career.
I do visit the bank though, exactly once per year.
I am worth more than eleven million pounds.
And I love the way that saying that sounds.
As of late my most new found pleasure
Is telling others about my life of leisure.
I rub it in their faces that I never go to work.
I smirk at onlookers and they call me a jerk.
What I believe now is that money gives life purpose
Before I was rich my world was a circus.
People were always attempting to crowd up my life.
There was no leaving my family, friends, wife.
As things stand now, these people are all gone.
I can only assume that by now they have moved on.
I remember playing games with my friends in the gym.
But not any more – I am too good for them.
Ever since I started receiving so much money
I have felt that there is no one above me.
This feeling is what makes everything okay.
It is what enables me to wake up every day.
It used to be tough to face the world out there.
But thanks to my money, I don’t have to be scared.
I cannot feel or move anything that is below my neck.
Everything in my life changed because of that wreck.
Feel bad for me.