Someone

[BigKahuna]

Once upon a golden time, I went through what’s in this rhyme
I was walking through rows of lockers, filled with people who were often fockers
During a period where I had few friends, when I was making habits with destructive trends
I found a feeling where there was no pity, only a desire to be witty

I felt my fate with every step, and on that journey our eyes met
The world I lived in disappeared, as did everything I had feared
A new path opened in front of me, where all I could see was pure glee
I wanted to share it with every peer, and I found few amongst them weren’t bitten by fear

Some attacks were made on my smile, and I flew above them by a mile
My heart was whole and I started to shine, and I found a place where I was more then fine
We shared many moments that were divine, and I often felt like I was full of wine
I lost the need to eat and sleep, for I lost all that made me weep

As things progressed with this lass, in my direction came a lot more gas
I did not know why it blew, but I could not be hurt with my heart so true
During this time she also had another, one that most would call a lover
He came from a place foreign to me, and I started to harvest enormous envy

There came a day when I met fate, and one of his peers could no longer wait
He flew from above with incredible rage, and I fought back to resist the cage
The attack I faced had a cost, it came to the other who’s love he lost
I started to think that I was wise, as I triggered my greatest enemy’s demise

Little did I know about this force called fate, you start to sink when you start to live with hate
I became so proud of my treasure, that I forgot that I already knew how to measure
I started to see she was moving away, so I started to sink in my disarray
I tried to take a shining bell, and for that reason I made my hell.

When I reflect back on the time in my life, I sometimes wonder if she could have been my wife
Whenever I find a need to weep, I just remember that she was never mine to keep.
She planted a seed deep within, one that can’t be blinded by my old friend gin
It’s taken time for the seed to sprout, but now that it has I am losing doubt.

The gift she gave me is true power, and it can’t be tainted by the darkest hour
I am finally starting to see the treasure, and its one only a fool can measure
I became blinded by a stupid goal, and along the way I forgot my soul
Thank you so much for being cool, without you I would still be a fool.

[Newtolove]

I think this should have gone under entertainment its quite nice but I started to loose track after the first half the begining was good though