Daddy

On the 8th of march I'll never forget,
i woke up that day and i truly regret,
i know there was something wrong from the night before,
i saw you sleeping so peaceful and so cram,
i try-ed to wake you but it was like no one was there,
i called mom and she said i don't care, i helped you up stairs put you in bed.

i went to get changed cuz i had school that day,
i went to school no worries in the world,
i kept saying to my self he will be OK,

That afternoon mom was early,
she took us out of school and took us home,
she said don't worries.

she returned that night so up set and worried,
she said to us don't cry don't get upset,
you dad not well he's in hospital in a comer,
i looked at Kelly, Rachael and Rebbecca,
saw the sadness in their eyes,
i felt this feeling in my body what i never felt before,
we all said whats happened,
she said he fell down the stairs and hit his head on the door,
i felt so guilty and so sad,
all i could think was its all my fault, that night i wished i never took him to bed,
i had 2hours of sleep all i could think is i wish i was dead,

3 weeks in a comer at the end of it you died,
from that day to this I'll never forgive, deep down inside i no its my fault, people keep saying it was your time to go,
if i could see you one last time i would ask you
WHY DID YOU HAVE TO GO?