Death of those close
It happens every year
You wish it’s not true
Or that there was something you could do
You think you could have done something
You feel like you could have saved them
You wish that things were different
And that something would have changed
You wish that they could have stayed
But you know that it was there time
You know you feel selfish
But for once you wish you could
Times have changed
People have gone
And they aren’t coming back
You realize that this isn’t some nice little pack
Death of those close
It happens every year
You wish it’s not true
Or that there was something you could do
