PEOPLE ARE DYING EVERYDAY...

Mother i wait for you
to listen to me as to listening to a whispered...

Its gone no where to be found
they left no trace not even a sound...

Every part of me wanted to cry
When i had to say bye...

If only he knew the person behind what he sees
It would be like opening a door with rusted keys...

Sun beaming down
eyes get blurry when looking at the ground...

MOM IS ALWAYS TIRED WHEN SHE COMES HOME FROM
WORK FEET ACHING I NEVER REALLY THOUGHT HOW...

As the feet walk above my grave
remembering a kind hearted gentlemen...

WHAT DO YOU SEE IS THE QUESTION...

He reject me saying that he was tired
Comparing me to another girl...

Cancer had cause it
our lives it felt like it toke all of it...

C.A.T.H.E.R.I.N.E
Not only is she my bestie;she also my specialdo...