My mom tells me I'm like her angel watching out for them.
I hear my dad pray to me at night before he rests his head.
My little sister cries sometimes and her pain i try to ease.
I see my family and they see me too, in their dreams and their memories.
My best friend talks to no one really, but i know its directed to me.
The rest grieve for me, but i don't need their sympathy.
And for everyone else who knows where i am, i dedicate this to u.
Cause i guess u could say, now that I'm gone, I'm like an angel watching over u.
