They locked u up 4 a crime u did not do
Now I must go on without my bestfriend
I want things 2 be like they used 2 be
when we would just chill and watch Willy Wonka
Listening 2 Outkast & Coldplay
I remember those days like they were yesterday
I sit and wonder how u get along
And what u think about while ure in ur cell
I shed tearz thinkin' about ur baby girl
And how she's gonna grow up without a father
She's gonna grow without even knowing what her father's
voice sounds like
She's not going 2 know what her father's embrace feels like
Not knowing how her father's going 2 react when she brings
home a boyfriend.
Erik uve grown 2 be like my brother & bestfriend
I know I may sound soft when I say..........
I miss u dude & I Luv U like a brother
I guess u could even say that I look up 2
These words flow from my mouth like rocks
Hard 2 spit out
When u think about everything
Think about how many people r waiting 2 c u
And that just might give u courage 2 keep perservering
Until u get out and come home
Keep Ya Head Up
Reason for writing:
Erik S. Gonzales
Birth sign: Aquarius
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