I remember the days we met I remember the look in all your eyes I remember every time I sat back and helped everyone of you when you cry I remember clean and trees and you guys open in my eyes but there was 16 of us and now 15 of us have died

in school I wish there was a class where they could teach you what it's like to be the last one of your friends alive and I was still Thrive and how to still believe you deserve to be alive

four of you I lost by Suicide for you I actually watched die
murdered and missing are the rest I guess I should feel blessed but I feel like everything I've ever known it's gone now I'd give it all up just to go back to the playground with my day ones