By:D.E.T

Forgive me
For not being perfect
Or worth it
Forgive me for my mistakes
That made you get the shakes
And aches

Just know I wish I could leave all behind me
So, one could find me
Cuz all the part of past
Is nothin' but thrash
That should be burning in the ash

Sorry, mom for not passing
My words to somebody
When all I felt was like a nobody
Sometimes all I ask for
Was one word
To make me get inspired
So, it could make me wanna go higher
But all I felt was tire
Yes, mother I admire
You for your hard work

But I don't think you see my point
Sometimes I'm needin' a hug from you mom
To make me feel calm
Cuz can't you see this terror
In my eyes

Sometimes I feel like I am dying
Inside
But I hide it
Inside
You got me here trying
Out for crying
Cuz honestly I'm scared of drying

But still
I chill
Cuz I happen to remember when I was in the hospital
You fought to make things possible
While people declared me dead

Yeah, you stood there
In the hospital
Making things possible
And you were so, unstoppable

Yeah, you fought for my life
And line

By:D.E.T

They can laugh,
They can clap,
As you collapse,

But relax
Cuz there's is a "perhaps"
Even if fall
Try to put yourself tall

Chill
Before it kills
Fight till
You fill
Yourself

Now go blow blow your light
Till you fill what's yours
Open the doors

To bright
This world do it with your light
Don't get sad
Or mad
They will be glad to see you sad
Take the latter's
That I write cuz that's what matters

Make those words in terms
Don't let the words become worms
Take turns with the words
To make it up
To the top

Just remember if you collapse
Relax
Cuz there's a perhaps

By:D.E.T

Take a side
Take a ride
With own pride

Put that on your mind
That that pride may be a problem
Drop that pride at the bottom
Boy, can't you see this young girl

Wants her own world
Boy she don't want a pearl
She can see that you have too much pride

Take a ride
With your own pride
Cuz she'll drop you
And make you feel blue

She has her own shoe
Glue
She has a clue

Don't think she's a fool
Cuz you're the one being treated like a tool
You fool

To much pride
Step a side
Cuz there's a problem
You'll be at the bottom

If you have too much pride

By:D.E.T

People are tryin' to get by
But when they look at the sky
People begin to cry
Theu can't stop
Their own sob

Your grin
Was so, thin
That everyone could see it
People can't admit
You're death

That took your breath
Why? Did you flee?
Was it time for you to leave?
Or was it time for god to receive?
You
Into his blue sky
Go fly high

While we say goodbye
You did your best
So, go on and rest

Because now you are blessed
In gods hands
God understands
Why you land
On his heaven sand

Because it was time for you to rest
And to be blessed
Or not feel stressed