Why?

I wish I had said all I wanted to say.
Why oh why did he have to go away?
The last time I saw him I just waved goodbye.
Thinking I would get to see him again sometime.

My mother got home at seven that night.
She looked at my smile and started to cry.
She told me about the accident that took my friend's life,
All I could stand to say was, why?

Why did he leave me here all alone?
Why did his mom take that awful road home?
Why was that guy driving his stupid car?
What was he thinking when he caused my friend harm?
Why did Gerrick break his neck instead of a leg?
I just want him back,
Do I have to beg?

Drinking and driving is a bad thing to do.
It hurts many people,
It could even hurt you.

Gerrick was my friend,
He was 6 when he died.
I remember that day,
Because everyone cried.