Why Must the good die young
As we grip what little memories of them we had
OUr tears over come us and we feel more sad
The one person we could count on or a once met person
Even if You barely knew them you know its hurting
Why must the good die young

Why must the loved leave early
WE just begin to open up and then they're there no more
It's like we knock and knock but no one opens the door
Like miss them but don't want to remember some things
But missing them gives our memory a tease
WHy must the loved leave early

Its like they were all we had left and now no ones by our side
Like they were our diary in which we could confide
But we know they're in a better place
And that thought will never be erased

-J Baby 4 Dontell Gone but not Forgotten