What did i do wrong?
why did you have to leave?
nothing is right.
things will never be OK,
depressed is all that describes me,
they say death is like birth,
it happens in an instant,
then why isn't death to e planned?
things will never be answerd,
love and death is apart of life,
death shouldn't be for you,
your to young to die,
why did you have to be there,
i don't believe in things when they happened for a reason,
because there was no reason,
why you had to die,
why did you have to say,
goodbye
