A story of my life
Would be not one of love
A story of my life,
Would be a lack, therof
For the story of my life
Ive told to just a few
This story of my life
May be too long for you.
The story of my life, is long, and its bizzare
I know you'll like my story, friend
For you have read this far
I lived a life, quite long, yet short
For the days seemed equal years
I lived a happy lives regret
Shed no less than ten million tears
But what makes my life different
What makes this poem true
What makes you care about my life
I don't know, and don't plan to
But as every lifes regrets
Comes memories that stay
This life has had no memories
But I had kept it that way
When memories meet tears
When we'd like to start all over
Feeling lucky, maybe, yet one more time
Stabbed by luckys crimson clover
We start our life, in ignorance
The bliss we soon forget
We dream of far, distant beliefs
That no one has ever met
And future comes so close
For the memories of time
Have passed away, the emptiness
Thats crowding up my mind
And back to this life
That I seem to have lost again
I couldn't write without forgetting
Of where I so long began
But who would want to read
Anothers painfull life
Have we not pain enough today
That reading helps us sleep at night
I'd like to tell you all
The few of you who read
Those who read this far
Without a weary head
I'd like to tell you all my sorrows
Yet I'll tell you just whats real
I wont tell you what you want to hear
But what a blessed mind reveals
I wont tell you that im crying
Just writing you this verse
And how it seems this life I live
Has placed to me a special curse
Ill tell you how we live our life
And what we might have thought
What we thought, but never said
What we wanted, yet not sought
So verse by verse an explanation
Of who we really are
You must have liked my life, a little
For you have read this far
We grow up, ourselves, at but thriteen
or twelve if you see fit
Our minds are but a fishing net
To all the lies we give to it
Our future becomes crowded
By a selfish boring mind
And our eyes see only whats today
As the future makes us blind
Our hearts become a golden cage
Found few times, few too late
And our minds, unleashed, become the key
To open the golden gate
Our friends become our enemies
A competition for this grail
A prize we seek, while in these times
When our mind stays weak and frail
We live not amongst too many friends
That stay there till the end
For a friend is but a thrill
We leave, just tell me when
And happiness is bought
By a good and gracious job
A job that gains you happiness
Through lifes endangered mob
And those of us in disbelief
That anything comes next
We waste these years in love and lies
A happy lie, at best
If whats important, never is
If meaning shant exist
If life itself is pointless
How long can money buy you bliss?
Yet saying this, I live my life
In search of one more dollar
To upgrade my social status
From rags, I'd like white collar
I'd like my life to give to me
To own a sleek sports car
We all shall envy money, no?
Those who have read this far
So live your life in happiness
Ill never meet you, though
I wish I could live by you all
And watch us as we grow
I wish I could meet everyone
And pass my love around
For those that have not love enough
To live on loving ground
I wish I could know you, who read
I wish I could see your thoughts
I wish my life has helped you
I'd pay any price it costs
And why do you read about my life
My battlewounds and scars
I have no clue, but here you are
My life, you've read this far
 
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