Thursday, January 6, 2011


I’m still living in denial.
I told myself that I’d get over it
I told many others to get over it too.
The show must go on
And thinking about you just ain’t helping
If it’s true that we are our own teachers
I pray we all have the courage to go on
That every time we sing
We wouldn’t wait on you to correct us
That every time we sing
It’ll be our best

I told myself I’d write something about you
I’ve failed to do that so far
Cause every time I think of you
I hate the fact that you’re gone
I hate the fact that you made so many promises with us
And just left us all hanging
I know you didn’t mean to
I know it wasn’t your intention
You just got called Home sooner than you expected
When we heard what you’ve done throughout your lifetime
You’ve made us wish we knew you earlier
You’ve made ME wish we could turn back time

I get up in the morning
Wishing my Monday classes are still on
In fact, something inside me still tells me
That this is just a joke
That it ain’t real
You said I was dependent of you
Well you didn’t give me time to grow out of it
You said you’d put me through competitions
But you never saw me through any of it

I know as time passes,
You’ll be just a memory in my mind
The father figure I’ve had,
The father figure I’ll always have,
The guidance I had not only for voice
But in life.

I’ll write about you someday
Someday when I can think of you
About the times we shared
About the achievements we achieved
Without so much hurt
Without that sting in my throat
Without that burn in my chest
Without that dampness on my cheeks

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