Why were you so selfish?
Why were you so cruel?
How could you ever think
That suicide was cool?
“My life was screwed up,”
Is what you would say,
But you didn’t have to
End your life that way.
I would have helped you
In your time of need.
But you wouldn’t let me,
The only emotion you showed was greed.
I miss you so much
More than you will ever know,
But my life has moved on
And I also must go.
Your life is over
And mine will go on.
I wished for so long
That you weren’t gone.
All I want now
Is to know why.
Why would anyone
Want to die?
