An old man asked me
If I was a bad kid
HE told me to stay in school
To never give up on my dreams
It want be easy it will be real hard
Just all I have to do is seek long and far
He said come back in a couple of years
To return and my dreams should be real
My life should take off like a big red rocket

Years later I go back to the old man’s house
I walk through the door but he is not there
For he has left me here with no guidance at all
I told my mother about my new friend
She said stay way for he is dangerous
I asked why she said he isn’t real
It’s just my imagination of this old man
I locked myself away in my room and cried for days
I hear a voice saying your life’s about to began

I look up and there’s the old man
He said don’t worry he will come and see me
He’s not gone and never will be
This old man is my best friend
This old man is here for me