Why my brother

I weep i cry my tears my never dry why did my brother have to die? he never got to say good-bye...ill forever miss his laughs and humor. i loved to wake up and hear his voice knowin my brother was home from a late nite party. but now as i lay there thinkin i wish i could hear his voice but no all i hear is the calm leaves brushing against my window n yet i lay there crying and asking why? why did it have to be my brother....when it should have been me:(......