I know it’s not your fault for leaving me. I know you got sick. But still, I hate you for leaving me.
You haven’t seen what I can do. You haven’t seen where I went.
You said I was too pussy for leaving the country, but I did. You said I was brilliant, but I always failed. But now I don’t fail I push through it.
So yeah, I hate you for getting sick. I hate you for leaving me.
You should have taken care of yourself better. Be alive longer for me. Grow old with me.
Now you’re gone. What am I to do after I’m successful? I don’t have anyone to show it to.
Can you see it from up there? If you see me, show me, brother. I need to know.
Either you’re up there or down there, show it to me that you see me. Tell me, brother, did I do enough this time? Did I give up this time? Did I fail?
Come on, show it to me. Why did you leave me this way? You should know better. You’re smarter than me. You should know much better.
Written by me, fix grammar with chatgpt. Picture made with gemini Ai edited by me with honor phone.