People Up Above
Throw the day of living
It is free and not free
It is like you are just one person that stands there hoping to live
Everyday there are places to see and people to meet
Some people dont get that far
Some die at birth and some die during live
They just dont know when it is going to happen
When it does , we will never see them again
They will be gone for ever and no one will now noghting
Sooner there family will move on and for get about them
But they up about say' why forget about me'
I dont need to be forgotten
It is not my time to go yet
It is stuff to do down on earth
So Mr.God let me go back and let me live time
So Please Mr.God
My family has forgottne about me
I want them to remeber me for ever on end
But down on earth, time is going on
More and more people die a day
Why did you pick me
Why could you not let me live and much more
I will go to chruch and everthing eles, but just let me go home with my family
My dear daughter i cant let you go back , you are here for good
There is no way you can go home
I am sorry my daughter
But God why
I should not be here
I should be down on earth playing, running, and much more
But no I am here looking at you
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