Are you proud of me,
Are you proud of who i have become,
Gimpy are proud of me,
Everyone is proud of me,
But I dont know if its fake.
If you are then why,
Whats there to be proud of,
Your up there with God,
And im here,
Do you ever look down,
Do you ever smile,
Gimpy your still on my mind,
I cant help but think of you.
I must know,
Are you proud of your grand daughter,
Who you hardly knew.
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