Where were you when I fell to my knees when I hear the bad news. The day my heart broke in more than two. Where were you when I tried to learn how to ride a bike, or how to sleep in my own bed, or how to talk? Where were you when my pain grew and grew. Where were you when I asked where you have gone? Where were you when my mom was alone. When she had to find a place for us to sleep each day. Where were you when I graduated school, or when I got my first boyfriend, or the first funeral I had to attend. Where were you when I had to endure those hospital nights alone, because my mom had another child to take care of at home. Where were you on holidays where it should have been us. Where were you the days we could have celebrated? Where were you on our birthdays and such. Where were you when you met her? Or should I ask, where was I? Did I ever cross your mind? Where were you, is what I ask every time. Where could we have been, if you have stayed, or made it out alive.
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