Maybe In Heaven Poem by dun one

May you be busy
Don’t run out of things to do
And if you run into the people with their eyebrows cringed toward you
Remember all the colors that you have inside your mind
And don’t forget its alright to hide
All the dues you pay what do they mean to you
Do you dance with the devil
Do you run from demon eyes
You couldn’t stop if you wanted
You could hide hide hide
Let the snow fall in piles
Because
Children know how to swear now
The winners are sinners
They know how to tell mean stories that make me sick
In front of the street lights the rain falls like wax
I just want to burn brightly but instead I collapse
Many a man I’ve seen in my day
Some got beaten down by the world they say
I’d like to be hard Id like to be soft
I'd like to fly but Im a cough
Gotta keep on my feet
Maybe in heaven find some peace