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DEATH OF AN INNOCENT


I went to a party, Mom I remembered what you said.

You told me not to drink, Mom, so I drank soda instead.

I really felt proud inside, Mom the way you said I would.

I didn’t drink and drive, Mom even thought the others said I should.

I know I did the right thing, Mom I know you are always right.

Now the party is finally ending, Mom as everyone is driving out of sight.


As I got in my car, Mom I knew I’d get home in one piece.

Because of the way you raised me, so responsible and sweet.

I started to drive away Mom, but as I pulled out into the road, the

Other car didn’t see me, Mom and hit me like a load.

As I lay there on the pavement, Mom I heard the policeman say,

The other guy is drunk, Mom and now I’m the one who will pay.

I’m lying here dying, Mom I wish you’d get here soon.


How could this happen to me, Mom? My life just burst like a balloon.

There is blood all around me, Mom and the most of it is mine.

I hear the medic say. Mom, I’ll die in a short time.

I just wanted to tell you Mom, I swear I didn’t drink.

It was the others, Mom. The others didn’t think.

He was probably at the same party I was.

The only difference is, he drank and I will die.


Why do people drink, Mom? It can ruin your whole life.

I’m feeling sharp pains now. Pains just like a knife.

The guy who hit me is walking, Mom, and I don’t think it’s fair.

I’m lying here dying and all he can do is stare.


Tell my brother not to cry, Mom, Tell Daddy to be brave.

And when I go to heaven, Mom, put “Daddy’s Girl” on my grave.

Someone should have told him, Mom, not to drink and drive.

If I only told him, Mom, I would still be alive.


My breath is getting shorter, Mom, I’m becoming very scared.

Please don’t cry for me, Mom, When I needed you, you were always

There.

I have one last question, Mom, before I say goodbye.

I didn’t drink and drive, so why am I the one to die?