“I went to a party, Mom!”
I went to the party
And remembered what you said.
You told me not to drink, Mom,
So I had a Sprite instead.
I felt proud of myself
The way you said I would,
That I didn’t drink and drive
Though some friends said I should.
I made a healthy choice,
And your advice to me was right;
As the party finally ended,
And the kids drove out of sight,
I got into my car,
Sure to get home in one piece.
I never knew what was coming, Mom,
Something I expected least.
Now I’m lying on the pavement,
And I hear the policeman say:
“The kid that caused this wreck was drunk”
Mom, his voice seems so far away!
My blood’s all around me
As I try hard not to cry.
I can hear the paramedic say:
“This girl is going to die”.
I’m sure the guy had no idea,
While he was flying high,
Because he chose to drink and drive,
Now I would have to die.
So why people do it, Mom,
Knowing that it ruins lives?
And now the pain is cutting me
Like a hundred stabbing knives.
Tell sister not to be afraid, Mom
Tell Daddy to be brave.
And when I go to heaven,
Put “Daddy’s girl” on my grave.
Someone would have taught him,
That it’s wrong to drink and drive.
Maybe if his parents had,
I’d still be alive.
My breath is getting shorter, Mom,
I’m getting really scared.
These are my final moments
And I’m so unprepared!
I wish you could hold me, Mom,
As I lie here and die.
I wish I could say I love you, Mom.
So I love you and good bye.
04 janvier 2005
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