PEOPLE ARE DYING EVERYDAY...

Mother i wait for you
to listen to me as to listening to a whispered...

Its gone no where to be found
they left no trace not even a sound...

Every part of me wanted to cry
When i had to say bye...

MOM IS ALWAYS TIRED WHEN SHE COMES HOME FROM
WORK FEET ACHING I NEVER REALLY THOUGHT HOW...

If only he knew the person behind what he sees
It would be like opening a door with rusted keys...

Sun beaming down
eyes get blurry when looking at the ground...

As the feet walk above my grave
remembering a kind hearted gentlemen...

WHAT DO YOU SEE IS THE QUESTION...

He reject me saying that he was tired
Comparing me to another girl...

C.A.T.H.E.R.I.N.E
Not only is she my bestie;she also my specialdo...

Cancer had cause it
our lives it felt like it toke all of it...