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Wednesday, 27 June 2012

Mom' it wasn't me " are some lines of an uspoken girl who was killed in an accident for what she could be blamed of having her own mistake.But the innocent girl wanted to exress herself by the lines i present for you all.

Mom i am dying

'Mom' it wasn't me'


I went to a party Mom, I remembered what you said.
 U told me not to drink, Mom, So I drank soda instead.

I really felt proud inside, Mom,
The way you said I would.

I didn't drink and drive, Mom, Even though the others said I
should. I know I did the right thing, Mom,
I know you are always right.

Now the party is finally
ending, Mom,
As everyone is driving out of sight.


As I got into my car, Mom,
I knew I'd get home in one piece. Because of the way you raised
me, So responsible and sweet.

I started to drive away, Mom,
But as I pulled out into the
road,
The other car didn't see me, Mom,
And hit me like a load.:(

As I lay there on the
pavement, Mom,
I hear the policeman say, "The other guy is drunk,Mom,

And now I'm the one who will pay.
Mom' Goodbye"
I'm lying here dying, Mom....

I wish you'd get here soon. How could this happen to me, Mom?
My life just burst like a balloon. There is blood all around me, Mom,
And most of it is mine.

I hear the medic say, Mom, I'll die in a short time.
I just wanted to tell you, Mom,
I swear I didn't drink. It was the others, Mom.

The others didn't think. He was probably at the same
party as I.

The only difference is, he drank And I will die. Why do people drink, Mom?
 It can ruin your whole life.
I'm feeling sharp pains now. Pains just like a knife. 


The guy who hit me is
walking, Mom, And I don't think it's fair.
I'm lying here dying And all he can do is stare.

Tell my brother not to cry, Mom.
Tell Daddy to be brave./
 And when I go to heaven,
Mom,
Put "GOOD BOY " on my grave.

Someone should have told him, Mom, Not to drink and drive. :'( If only they had told him,
Mom,
I would still be alive.
My breath is getting shorter, Mom.
 
 I'm becoming very scared. Please don't cry for me, Mom.
When I needed you, you were
always there.
I have one last question, Mom. Before I say good bye.
I didn't drink and drive,
So why am I the one to die''?

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