Oh your eyes could make me break into I can imagine how life treated you Bullies and jocks who like to hit But still you liked to flip them shit How you stood with your hair in your face And your Fender's music no hate could erase A beautiful girl that you gave in death To a world of pain and junkies and meth They say some die to live Then it is you that they should give We owed you for that chance We owed you for that glance of hope,love,pain and glory And for all your pain there is a story But no happily ever after and theres no love and theres no laughter But there is truth beyond all the lies that its true its never just one of us that dies
Reason for writing:
For all the hard times that you helped me thru Kurt I just want you to know I don't hate you and I love you like my oldest friend Oh how we should have met
Birth sign: Not entered
You need to log in to edit this poem if it is yours.
View more poems by Nine Ice.