The matriarch

I'm a master of trading secrets.
The divine nature of my tender Tanya.
And I'm an existential philosopher by trade.
Where the world treads in this waking lost world?
Lost!
The world is lost.

I have proved' my luxury in waiting...
I will buy my luxury sedan;
I shall.

Chronicles of tragedy.
Missed opportunities.
Crying shame.
Laughter.

And a argument dragged along
- this comedy of errors.

But on this self serving ambition
I've demonstrated the admonition.

Nothing is required.