Don't Judge A Book
Don't Judge A Book
Look around yourselves,
That young man we thought was happy,
is now gone.
He walked around with a smile,
Making jokes.
He didn't bother anyone with his problems.
No one knew what he was going through.
No one understood his pain.
And now we sit, or pace around the room.
Wondering...what were you going through?
This will forever remain a mystery to those
who know you.
Rest in Peace
Rest Easy.
You will be missed,
Remembered, loved, and you will
always remain in the hearts of your friends and family.
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