Sometimes when I look out my window at night, The stars are shining bright.  I can't help to think you are  with them in the sky.

Sherita, you were still a baby in my eyes.

Lifestyle attracted you to big things,

Gold rings.

"Life has no meaning," you'd say.

There was a reason God took you away.

You ask what is life showin' me?

Life here is violent,

But always will be.

Rocks are the thing now,

Some still sell Boat.

You used to say that it would go out,

Some things never change,

There's no doubt.

I just wanted to say

We still love you Shi,

Though you were taken away.

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I know you're ready to give up

Your job is stressing you out, your money is short and you have a stack of bills.

You asked me to help you, but when I arrived, the door was locked.

I knocked, but you probably couldn't hear me over the sounds of the television, your girlfriend's gossip and the clanking of your beer cans.

So, you cursed me for not helping and the pressure got worse.

Your car has broken down, you're late on the rent and your kids are driving you crazy

"I'll do anything," you say, but what you mean is anything that's easy

You consider the old game to make some quick money and wonder why I never showed

As I watch with a tear in my eye, I shake my head at your foolishness

I find myself again, knocking at your door

Your frustrated cursing must have muffled my knocks, because I'm still waiting for you to let me in.

"I've had it!" you scream. I hear you through the door. "There is no God!"

I'm here. . .I've been here.

Even though you lost your hope in me, I still have hope for you.

Things may be bad, but I am here.

All you have to do is open the door.

Will you let me in?

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