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Story of My Grandpa's Estate Part 2

I remember being in the sky with him He was a pilot He let me hold the stick And now how awful he was betrayed while he was alive And didn’t know any better And the truth didn't come to the surface Until after my step grandma passed away I remember the good days grandpa Let those greedy losers have the money I know you’re still in the sky And you must have been there when you were going through that hell But after it was all said and done It feels like I’m the one shattered And I’m the one that fell six feet I'm changed forever No dent in my forehead No medication will change what happened to you or my side of the family I can’t make them do what’s right Under rug swept They sure love to spend your money While I live on government assistance And people who aren’t your blood relatives now receive my college funds Go to school I don't know if they'll ever read this Or if they knew how I truly felt And I had the chance to humble them grandpa How I want to make you proud in the best way I don't know if they would know what to say This has gone on for years Torn from nightmare to choke down the next sour grape To be thrown away creatively by someone else It was tragedy after tragedy after tragedy And they all think I’m too out of touch to realize anything or have an opinion They must think my heads in the clouds But I’m still in an airplane I guess Flying with you On my first flying lesson And I can’t fathom the wonderful memories you left for everyone else But I wont tarnish your name any further And I’m sorry I have

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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