My first blog post

He was like everyone else,
yet was so different from others of his kind.
He wanted peace,
yet had to fight.
Fight with himself,
Fight with others.

He always found himself stuck,
for the choices he made would change his luck.
He wasn't the best he knew,
but he wasn't that bad too!
He was wise enough to tame the wild,
yet at times innocent like a child.
He was a creator,such was his might,
yet cried himself to sleep night after night.
He might have seemed strong to fight it off
yet he was so much in need of love.
He had his desires and dreams
who were lost under many screams.
He wanted to meet everyone's expectations
But his quest had taught him many lessons.
Lessons of life-so valuable were they
They changed the things for which he would now pray.
He too wanted money like everyone else
but didn't wish for plenty to the elves.
He wanted success like others in this time
but that wasn't the goal of his rime.
He wanted to be happy and contented
yet to achieve everything that tempted.
He longed for being happy
And strived for his lost satisfaction.
Yet he got more busy than the bee
that he longed for the day he could be free.
Days passed all the same
there was nothing that was gonna change.
And then the day finally came
when he was no longer under his own protection.
Beautiful was the day when he got his freedom
But that was the end of  a body-his companion.
Now he was all by himself
and could whatever he wanted.
But this wasn't the world he was born into
and regretted over all undone things he wanted to do.
Such was the tragic story of one beautiful mind.
perhaps there are many of his kind .