4 years ago. August 19, 2020 at 2:54 AM
I sing a song to those above,
I hope they hear my song of love.
I miss those who've gone ahead,
As I see the memories go through my head.
I sit and stare up at the sky,
Marveling at the beauty as I sigh.
I hope they're proud,
I think as I sing aloud.
For being myself is all I ask,
Because I'm done hiding behind this mask.