WhOoP De DoOp

tHeRe GoEs My LaSt BraIn CeLL

I stare at the stars at night
And I think about you
About your smile
And how you played with me

You were a lovely person
You made me happy
You helped me hide while playing
A game of hide and seek

But you were sick
You had breathing troubles they said
They kept you in a room
Connected to machines and tubes

I visited you once
You didn't recognize me
You couldn't speak
You just stared

And then one day
You left us
And joined the stars
But I still love you

And I know
You're watching over me
And I'm sorry
If I've ever disappointed you

But I know you love me
And I love you too grandpa
I love you so much
You have no idea

Sleep.
A word I dislike.
Something I don't do.
A word for cowards.

For the people,
That are afraid
Of the dark
And dislike the truth.

They sleep,
When others,
Others who I like to call
Warriors

These warriors
They wait for nightfall
To chase their dreams
And to be who they want to be

And cowards sleep
While the warriors scream
And cry in desperate
Struggling to win their war.

And when dawn arrives,
And shines light on the world,
The cowards wake
While the warriors hide