God, I'm blessed.

I guess...

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People never die two times, do they?

so she can never die again.

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My mom will never die again on me,

why would I even cry?

and all these strangers do is lie to me,

I know she'll never die.

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I need a place to hide, my mom I need to find,

so I could prove them wrong, and live a life long pride.

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I need this casket open, she can't be inside!

or am I the one wrong? were her eyes that wide?

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now I'm forgetting how, she was aside from,

begging us all night, "let me just go die"

come day she's alright, sniffs they echo some.

"Let me just go die, let me just go die."

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She said I pull her back, dad doesn't care,

then what happened? how? did I push her there?

she said "I love you" but, did she mean it?

or else why leave me, should I believe,

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that I'm blessed? this nest,

hasn't more than me alone, my tears,

dear god they're now all true, my fears.

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