Thread: Ones' His Story

One was told happiness comes at a price
It must be true cause every time one strive for it
One fall short, so One guess his dollars isn't right

Living in the past, dying in the present & looking towards the future
Holds no glory
This isn't a book of Ones' life, but you can call it his story

Being taught by Ones' own faults
Things One should of, would of, could of, or ought
-of done-

Lost a father, a father lost a son
Lost LOVE & loved Ones... Either by DEATH
or by the other reaper which is his self

This is a cold lonely world when all One has is himself
Especially when One push others away & can't trust anyone else
One has no one to blame, but Ones' self

In life things don't go as One plan
One has to be strong in the legs & just stand
One has got knocked down plenty of times

One days did not always shine
One prayed for the night cause even in darkness
The moon will shine

One never experienced the pure sugar cane
life has to offer, but knows
the sourness taste of life's lime

Is all this punishment for Ones' crime
One is trapped in Ones' mind
Will One be set free in due time

Living in the past, dying in the present & looking towards the future
Holds no glory
This isn't a book of Ones' life, but you can call it his story

One seems to be looking through a mirror of me
?Strange cause One resembles my history?
But One is now Two cause this story is WE

*All along this was a mirror of me....