Up or down

Which way do I deserve? I wonder to myself. I thought I should go up, but I've done wrong, then again who hasn't? So here I stand at the big white gates, nervousness crosses my face, they open slowly and I take one last look down. There's me in the coffin taking a permanent nap, the yell to come forward is like a slap, loud and in charge. But why can't I stay here, it's beautiful. I see all my friends and family. Here's where I belong, they gladly take me in. Give me wings add a halo too, I take one last look down. See them crying, but why? Don't know they know I'm up here now? Where I truly belong..