What is to be

Money is nothing
Love is everything
Pain swivles through both
Pay attention to what is wrote
This is not an ordinary note
Its cold outside here's a coat
Be prepared for what's out there
What you are leaving is very rare
Out of this warm nest no one will care
The only thing that can be done is stare
Why are you doing this, it's not fair
Tell me now what is suppose to be
My lover you are the other half of me
Why is it that you can't see
Is faith really telling us to be free