Why?

You never had much for a dad, I understood.

He’d left you and your mom for a girl, which he always had to have

I thought we had something serious, I thought we could last

With you I felt that I had no ties in my past, which was until you left me the 
weekend before last

I never will understand why you left me for that type of a guy?

I guess it’s because you found out, you just liked getting high

Whenever you shot him up, you felt that you could fly

Which in other cases you thought you could touch the sky,
And I’m guessing that’s why you probably died!

Jumping from a nine story building isn’t cool, especially when it’s in front of an 
elementary school

Its laws of physics baby, why couldn’t you see?

Jumping from that window wasn’t going to help you fly to the Mediterranean Sea!

You should have known that, but I don’t think you cared. You where so high you 
probably forgot to be scared while free falling a hundred and eight feet out of mid-
air 

Why you wanted little kids to watch your body splat, bets the hell out of me, who in 
their right mind would do that?

From what I heard it only took an hour to clean up the mess, but during that time 
a lot of kids past out at recess!

Poor little jimmy, he defiantly got the worst, he was swinging on a swing when he 
saw you fall
He fell off and broke his jaw!

You were just like your dad you wanted something knew
You chose him over me and you thought you could fly? 
You flew just like a rock falling from the sky!

My lesson learned! Don’t pick drugs over anyone, you’ll fall out of the sky and 
that’s never fun!
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August 8, 2011 at 5:21 PM
great work
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