I walked through the church tears streaming from my face
I walked up the stairs and stood on the stage.
I looked all around with rage in my eyes.
Because I was part of the Reason my best friend died.
I took a deep breath and I pulled out a note.
It needed to be read and this is what I wrote:
"What is the purpose of me being here on earth?
Why do people hate and why do they hurt.
You were my best friend and you helped me so much.
I hate that you're gone.
I'm missing you a bunch.
What's going to happen Now that you're gone?
What do I say when I talk to your mom.
I'm sorry I let you down I put you through hell.
But now I have a story that I need to tell.
I let my best friend get drunk and high.
But I was too messed up to make sure she was alright.
I gave her the keys.
And she went on her way.
Now she's gone I don't know what to say.
I love you so much I won't forget about you.
You were my other half now what do I do?"
I looked up at everyone with tears from their eyes.
Because I let my best friend drink and drive.
