Dry your tears
Act like nothings wrong
You know what they'll say,
If they knew you cared
But what does it matter
He's just another lost soul
Two different lives,
And worlds apart
You a prep, him an outkast
The two can never be one
But you thought you could change that,
Thought you could change him.
You were wrong
You tried to save him much to late
Now there he lies, dead, in your arms
Should you have done it yourself
Would that have made it easier for him?
You did this, because of you he's dead
He tried to tell you
But you didn't listen
You couldn't accept it,
How he loved you.
So you left him leaving him alone
Cold, and depressed
Already dead inside.
YOU COULD HAVE SAVED HIM!
But you failed again.
His blood is on your hands
You saw the signs
But turned a blind eye in ignorance.
You should have said something,
Told someone, anyone
Would it have made a difference
Could it have stopped him
All he wanted was your love
But you were to scared.

The Memorial is in a few hours
Can you do it
Can you go
Do you have what it takes
You didnt when he was alive
Why start now
Can you tell them why he did it
That it's your fault their only son lies dead
Can you handel it if they hate you
What if they comfort you
Tell you that you were innocent of this
Why didnt you do anything
You didn't believe he would ever really do it
In your mind you play it over and again
"You should have listend" he says.
"Why come now? It's to late, leave"
"Why, don't do this, please", I say
"I'm sorry please don't I..."
BANG
"...love you too."
To late he's dead.
You start screaming over and over no
Screaming how you love him to, this isn't real
As they take his body you sit
Staring numb at the gun
Wondering what it must have been like for him
Did it hurt, or instantaneous?
What does it matter though
He’s dead and your soul with him.
And his blood is on your hands.