Pratik: hope ur ok

I knew a boy, once when I was small

A towhead blond with eyes of salt

He played the drum in the marching band

His parents cared more about the Bible

Than being good to their own child

He wore long sleeves 'cause of his dad

And somehow, we fell out of touch

Hope he took his bad deal and made a royal flush

Don't know if I'll see you again someday

But if you're out there

I hope that you're okay

My middle school friend grew up alone

She raised her brothers on her own

Her parents hated who she loved

She couldn't wait to go to college

She was tired 'cause she was brought into a world

Where family was merely blood

Does she know how proud I am she was created

With the courage to unlearn all of their hatred?

We don't talk much, but I just gotta say

I miss you

And I hope that you're okay

Address the letters to the holes in my butterfly wings

Nothing's forever, nothing's as good as it seems

And when the clouds won't iron out

And the monsters creep into your house

And every door is hard to close

Well, I hope you know how proud I am you were created

With the courage to unlearn all of their hatred

But, God, I hope that you're happier today

'Cause I love you

And I hope that you're okay