Friday, June 29, 2007

Why am i the one to die?


>I went to a party, Mom, I remembered what you said.
>You told me not to drink, Mom, So I drank soda instead.
> I really felt proud inside, Mom, The way you said I would.
> I didn't drink and drive, Mom, Even though the others said I should.

> I know I did the right thing, Mom, I know you are always right.
> Now the party is finally ending, Mom, As everyone is driving out of sight.
> As I got into my car, Mom, I knew I'd get home in one piece.
> Because of the way you raised me, So responsible and sweet.

> I started to drive away, Mom, But as I pulled out into the road,
>The other car didn't see me, Mom, And hit me like a load.
>As I lay there on the pavement, Mom, I heard the policeman say,
>"The other guy is drunk," Mom, And now I'm the one who will pay.

>I'm lying here dying, Mom.... I wish you'd get here soon.
>How could this happen to me, Mom? My life just burst like a balloon.
>There is blood all around me, Mom, And most of it is mine.
>I hear the medic say, Mom, I'll die in a short time.

> I just wanted to tell you, Mom,I swear I didn't drink.
> It was the others, Mom. The others didn't think.
>He was probably at the same party as I.
>The only difference is, he drank.And I will die.

>Why do people drink, Mom?It can ruin your whole life.
>I'm feeling sharp pains now. Pains just like a knife.
>The guy who hit me is walking, Mom, And I don't think it's fair.
>I'm lying here dying, And all he can do is stare.

> Tell my brother not to cry, Mom.Tell Daddy to be brave.
> And when I go to heaven, Mom, Put "Daddy's Boy" on my grave.
> Someone should have told him, Mom, Not to drink and drive.
>If only they had told him, Mom,I would still be alive.

> My breath is getting shorter, Mom. I'm becoming very scared.
>Please don't cry for me, Mom.When I needed you, you were always there.
>I have one last question, Mom. Before I say good bye.
> I didn't drink and drive, So why am I the one to die?

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