Life Doesn'T Have To Be So Bad

I can still hear the strumming of your mesmerizing guitar And your soft, angelic voice captures me afar I miss the times we used to dance around on the balcony in joy As you would laugh and talk about every hot middle school boy I remember the night you despondently sang me a song In the pouring rain, the pulse of your spirit flew till the break of dawn Your guitar still rings alive…then my heart feels dead And I know that it’s just the sickening voices inside my head When we were younger I would marvel at your unremitting beauty We’d play our little games; I’d make you laugh when I had the opportunity Ronnie would come storming in and we’d get all upset Taking our Bratz dolls to “deer world” Haha…that I’ll never forget And now you’ve come back to me after all these tears and fears Maybe we’ll start over and catch up on all the dissipated years Maybe you’ll play the guitar and bring back the beat of your beatific spirit To sew back this heart of mine—heh, you’ve always had the knack to cure it Though we never lost contact, I felt so freaking alone Without your music, without your spirit, in the darkness I would roam I love you very much and you know I always will After all, you were my first friend…you know the drill Though I never really expressed how much I appreciate everything we had Though you’ve been through some crap, life doesn’t have to be so bad Because I have you and I know your sun will always shine through Because I was the moon, and your rays and strums kept me out of the blue