On the street I saw you there right by my feet stricken with despair with what you did meet out of nowhere.
I started to cry. Why did you die? Mortality was your reality. But why?
They didn’t like your singing or the joy you were bringing so with bitter hearts right in mid-flight they played their parts in stopping your light.
They beat you down with not even one frown, leaving you to rot alone on the street where we did meet.
Don’t let the haters bring you down. Keep moving and elevate yourself higher with self-love. Soar baby soar! You can accomplish anything and everything you set your mind on.
With much love from Brooklyn Guady G. I send you hugs and more hugs. Muah! Happy Friday. Have a great weekend.