Why did you leave school that day?
Why did you take that road?
Why did you have to die so young?
The questions are swirling in my head. My heart is aching and my eyes are leaking. Its been two weeks already but I still see you smiling at me, telling me you would be there for my concert. I went to your memorial, i spoke for you. It pained me very much to hear me say your name and realize that you no longer exist. You should have seen all those people there. We miss you so much. You were only 18 but it was your time to go. You left us here, questioning your death. I went to ur funeral, it was very sad. Your sisters are taking it very hard. They sang a song for you, i'm sure you heard it...You were loved by everyone 1 Pac. You will always have a section in my heart and the dream team will never be complete. I know ur at peace and i wish that someday i will see your face again, just to ask you those questions that are going to be buried in my soul until the day i travel the same path you just did...I miss you and love ya buddy. Good bye..sleep tight.
