His footprints fade from the sand on the beach.
I understand that depression it kills
Cause my bestfriend swallowed handfuls of pills
Now im on the ground trying not to screech.
Im not really one to pray or to preach
Im sitting here writing making mistakes
My heart it aches and it aches and it breaks
Everyones waiting to hear my sad speech.
Its been two weeks since the day that he died
Im telling everyone ill be okay
But im not all that sure that is the case
I am trying to keep my head up high
But all I can see is black and dark grey
But ill come to school wearing a straight face.