Better Place
You are free
Your in a better place
That is something
I am forced to believe
This all happened so fast
I refuse to think
That your someone
Of my past
I've never felt like this before
I can barely stand
So i sit here
On this bathroom floor
You’re really gone
For good this time
Off this earth
You will never look at me again
Will never write another song
You had so much life to live
You were only 18
You were going to graduate
Enroll in the military
It was only a few months
How can this be
This cant be real
This must be a dream
But you are free
You are in a better place
So
That is what
I must believe.
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