I never knew you weren’t OK,
I never saw you with a frown.
You were always there when I needed you,
To offer a kind word when I was down.
You never let on that you were depressed,
Everything seemed all right with you…
You always used to tell me how good life was.
Why did you say that, if it wasn’t even true?
Now as I stand here, crying at your grave
I’m wondering why you took your life…
I can picture how you did it, too,
I can see you take that knife,
And stab it right through your stomach.
I can see your parent’s faces
As they walked through the door…
Oh, how I wish we could’ve traded places,
With me being the one
Lying in a pool of my own blood.
Fate can be so cruel.
Tears keep welling up in my eyes like a flood,
Threatening to drown me as I think
About how unfair it was that you died.
You had such a great future ahead of you,
Why did you ever choose suicide?
If you needed help why didn’t you ask?
I was always there for you…
Perhaps that wasn’t enough.
I should’ve realized the smile you wore wasn’t true…
Now here I am, wishing the past could change,
Still knowing that there is nothing now that I can do
I only wish that I had more time,
So I could have told you that I loved you…
 
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