Long nights
Long days
Always in my mind,
The tears that I cry, over the questions I ask myself.
Where are you? Why aren’t you home?
When will you be home? What’s happening?
I didn’t hear from it from my family it was off our friends.
They had to take me home after
because something had happened to you
As I tried to concentrate your kept popping up in my mind.
When my dad picks me up that night all I can do is cry and ask why? What is happening? Will she be okay? When can I see her?
Through the thoughts of what could be wrong
through all the tears I cry
I somewhere find a way to fallen asleep.