Dear 2Pac

It's late at night,
And I'm sitting in my room.
Thinking about you,
And the struggles you went through.
It's hard to believe,
That a man like you is gone.
A man that could tell a story,
Just by rapping you one song.
You lived a thug life,
And died a thug angel.
Even after you're gone,
No one can contain you.
Your music, your life,
And your spirit lives on.
Myself, I heard about you,
Years after you were gone.
But I still feel the love,
Still care so deeply and truly.
I just want you to know,
I'll miss you 2Pac, truly.