The truth about my mum is strange,

I don’t know how I felt,

To only learn the truth long after,

‘Bout how her death was dealt.

 

The truth was hard once it came out,

I felt helpless and alone

All my hopes and all my fears

Where waiting there at home.

 

That of course of years ago

But pain still rules my heart

I hurt inside, I wanna cry

Why couldn’t I play my part…?

 

…To save her life I knew I should

It was my way to go

I should have been there to take her place

But how was I to know?

 

I blamed myself for her demise

I thought I was a bad son.

If only I could’ve laughed some more,

Then her death may not have come.

 

She wants me to:

Live my life the way I wish

And always follow my heart,

To talk with her through all my life

Even though we’re miles apart.