I wrote this for my Grandad, he meant a lot to me he was an amazing guy who had a very hard life. In a way he was very similar to me, but he died of cancer, but I will never forget someone who was so close to my heart.
Looking up to the sky reminising moments from your life,
you were the best friend I ever had,
but am I supposed to be happy, or sad?
you could even be looking down at me now,
telling me not to worry, that your free now,
I just need a message that I know was sent from you,
and then I can stop feeling so fucking confused,
I'll love you forever, you know that I will,
but you know I've been depressed since I heard you were killed,
what happened to you we know wasn't right,
but in the end it was too big a fight,
I could have seen you the night before you died,
but I couldn't see your face after having cried,
you were too much of a man, I was too proud of you too.
but now your gone,
what am I supposed to do?
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