story of an african son

Nothing goes as planned, we are creatures of fate In a world of distress we all search for something to call perfect  In this times of fakes a real one is a commodity of great purchase  Falling in crowds of hate, looking for understanding and praise  Too young for this tears we shed for the ones we love  Standing in this light I feel like Lydia talks it right, it's nothing but another stage of life   This waves crash into our hearts, pushing us to limits we fight to escape  We try hard to maintain our humanity, struggling with the feelings of oneness  With one broken wing I will cover you with the fragments that made me  Forgetting that everything around US has crushed and burnt  I will read you the tales of Lydia, hoping it will create an angel out of you  'When life has corned you, giving you nothing as a lifeline  When the stress feels like an army of devils on a rampage campaign  When nothing feels right in your heart a...

A kiss in the morning just to show you how much I missed you A hug to feel your heart next to mine In my mind you are mine, my special gift from above In my dreams you dominate my world As you put of your glasses, pieces that became a part of you Book talk is your number one love ,smarts is you all the time Always cheering for you, being your number one fan Ready for the future, hold you down till I can't hold no more You who lights like a star, your beauty haunts even the wisest of men I wish I could sing to you, tell you the truth like an otile brown song I see you in everything, tattoo your truth on my every skin There is more to you than I can ever write in books Just know everytime you look in the mirror your number one fan cheers you on .. ....... I ... In my best friends house I met the one who was true  Black boots and the figure of a Victoria Secret model  I fell hard for her, got lost in her smile in my moments of high Wished for a hug harder than I co...

Too many hurt hearts on the dance floor Too many young soul lost to the shots Please play the blue's, music that saves the mood  As the beautiful girls twist and whine on the dance floor, making dreams come to life Parts of us live for this, the rest yearns for love and understanding Three shots into the night and now my sight is defined She stands in a tiny black dress, healthier than most and with something for a back Lucy was her name but it would remain a mystery till the morning after I pulled myself closer for the music that places calls the attention of two Her dark brown skin made her one with the scene As her friends call to end the night she grips tight for she hopes for more than a drunken affair Half past two and we ain't leaving sober Pushing me to the walk for a kiss on the lips The warmth of closeness it brings yet the sad reality of the nothingness this can be Pulling her closer just to feel her breast, the love that is hidden behind her chest For ...