As great as apple pie






In the day I watch the sky
And watch the birds fly
It makes me feel great
I just wanna celebrate
All the happiness in the world
knocks out the hate sometimes
I look down to see your face
The smile on your face
Makes me feel great
For the seperation I wish to end
And just told you tight, again
I don't wanna fight
I just wanna smile
And fill myself with warmth and comfort
Because things are turning around
I'm not so depressed
Mom and I don't fight
It's as great as apple pie
Now I live to see tommorrow
And what fate will bring me
Another hug
Another smile
Another reason to be worth while
I want to go around
And thank everyone
Katie for the love you gave me
And not affraid to open your mouth
I miss you so much
I just wanna say
I hope to be with you again somrday
Jim-Bob you always understood
And you were always there to listen
Even when you didn't want to hear it
I will always appreciate that
John, the man who taught me how to skate
And realize how important I am
To you
To others
To everybody
Justin, best friend of all time
Always had the saying
Hardy tardy
Rock-n-Roll
Drink a forty
Smoke a bowl
That was great
Hangin, Chillin like a villian
We were the real McCoy
We lived, we fought
we survived
As soon as you get out
We're gonna tear shit
Like we used to
Kelly in the beginning we were great
you gave me the coolest feeling
But you and Jim-Bob are better
Than you and I
But I will never forget
the way you smile
the feelings you gave me
they were great
Christinia you were like a sister to me
I always wished it could've been more
I could always open up to you
And didn't have to hide my feelings
I could always tell you what I was thinkin
I'll never think twice about stupid shit again
I'll never have to write again
Jenni the coolest person I ever met
I've always thought of you as a friend
Someone I could trust, open up to
and make a bond
you experienced alot of the same shit that I went through
It was always funny when
we'd both look at a girl
and Whistle
Tony sometimes you were a dick
an over masculine prick
who always felt the need to hit
But I thank you
In eighth grade
for being the first person to talk to me
not affraid or saying
he'll make friends with someone else
you started me at skatin
thanks again for this
I'll never forget you
Now it's night

I see the stars
they twinkle with delight
they're hungry
to give people hope
so they don't end up like me
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