Where did you go?

Where did you go?
How comes you aren't home?

It's been forever since we had a talk
It seems like ages since we took a walk

I come to your house every single day
But you don't answer the door or have anything to say

I wrote you a letter
Thinking that i could make you feel better

The letter was sent back to me
They said you don't get mail anymore supposedly

I take a slow walk up to the brick building
The White House gives me an unexplainable feeling

I sit on the wall and stare at the ground
Trying to remember why you aren't around

I see a wilted rose and a children's book
I kneel down beside to take a closer look

Blood stains are washed away now from the cement
And unfortunately, i understand once again what this meant

The sound of my tears falling onto the stone
Gives me the answer of why you aren't home

The gunshot you made triggers the thought back into my head
That you left a while ago when you were found dead

Sometimes i tell myself that you're still here
I can't see you, but you're everywhere near

I can't find out what your reason of doing this is
Let alone, i can't figure out what to do being alone as a kid

I guess only god and you will ever know
But still i ask the question, where'd ya go?