Three deaths in a year
plus another with cancer...

My birthday is in a few months
I'll no longer be 'sweet' sixteen...

This old rug
Which lines my room...

Once upon a time
some where far away...

Church bells toll
Echoing through the town...

Behind a dusty bookcase
Covered in cobwebs...

"I'm sorry I was so bad"
Tears stream from her eyes...

Mother Earth weeps
Cold, crystallized rain...

Boy you drive me crazy
You knows its true...

She opens her angelic eyes
Wipes away the sleep...

Lit up in purple, pink, and blue
The sun dances among the stars...

In four more days
It will have been a year...