Left Behind Poem by Stefani Ottoboni

Having fun
Having a blast
In the past
It happened so fast
Drifting away
Left Behind
Nowhere to go
No one to talk too
Why me?
Why take me?
Why not others?
Just let me be.

You see death
You see angels
You see everything else between the angles
Layig here in my grave
I can look upon you and save the day
In a better place
I can see that face
In the white dress
With that pretty lace
Gone to soon
I miss you all
I know Im in this position
Can't turn back this burtal wall

I treasure you
You treasure me
We treasure everyone with that special key
Left Behind
Just unwind
Can't turn back
That's a fact

If you copy right this poem, I will find out about it and make sure you pay for your Illegal wrongs! This poem is written by me!