His Story

As he looked into the clear blue sky

Wishing he could grow wings and fly away with the doves above him

He remembers just how much, he despises his current reality 

But, knows he must deal with the pains of the world to survive, just like his mother said.

He can't make it off his dreams and great personality alone; no, not in this world he's come to call his home.

Yeah, that's his mentality 

He never asked for this life.

He's always prayed for something more

Like that of a family man with kids and a wife

But, has come to only know that of dull life

Filled with misery

Causing him to be filled with hate and anger Even to the extent of cursing his family tree.

Screaming out,"GOD WHY ME?"

No answer, just silence as usual

Finally laying his head to rest

Just to wake up to nothing more and to nothing less

Than the life that's been written out for him