Which way do I deserve?
I wonder to myself.
I thought I should go up,
I've done wrong, but who hasn't?
Here I stand at the big white gates,
Nervousness crosses over my face,
Gates open slowly, one look down,
I see me in my coffin,
Taking a permanent nap,
The yell to come in is like a slap,
Loud and in charge,
Why can't I stay here,
Its so so beautiful.
Well its beautiful in there too,
but here I see my friends and family,
I belong here, but they take me in, Give me wings; add a halo too,
With my one last look, see all cry,
Why? Don't they know I'm up here?
Up where I truly belong.