You can own your past
As well as your future
But own your dreams first
And write the story later.
YOU ARE READING
The Story or a song of me
PoetryThe Story or a song of me She waits as a whisper And meets her love in her heart That places a hold on her dreams And let's her know who she will be Whether that is of you or of me?
You are the only one who can own it?
You can own your past
As well as your future
But own your dreams first
And write the story later.
