Something was saying run and hide.
That horrible day that Brandon died.
I wanted to curl up into a ball.
Roll off a cliff and fall and fall.
I knew him for a very long time.
Since i first learned how to rhyme.
We may not have been the best of friends,
But whom you ask is how it all depends.
We were always grouped together.
It seems as if its been forever.
But forever has ended.
Thats the day my heart bended.
When it bent i thought it would break.
But i said i would do whatever it would take.
I want him back, but thats to hard.
Now i will never let down my guard.
When i see a friend hurting,
I wont keep on blurting,
About my day in every way.
I will take time to listen to them.
And well maybe then,
They wont be stupid and pick up a gun or knife,
And end their precious, precious life.
*~ in loving memory of Brandon Magalassi, one of my friends i had since kindergarten. he shot himself last year on June 3, 2004.~*
