Someone Should've Taught Him

I went to a birthday party

but I remembered what you said

you told me not to drink at all

so I had a Sprite instead

I felt so proud of myself

the way you said I would

that I didn't choose to drink and drive

though some friends say I should

I knew I made a healthy choice

and your advice to me was right

as the party finally ended

and the kids drove out of sight

I got into my own car

sure to get home in one piece

never knowing what was coming

something I expected least

now I'm lying on the pavement

I can hear the policeman say

"the kid that caused this wreck was drunk"

his voice seems far away

my own blood is all around me

as I try hard not to cry

but I can hear the parametic say

"this girl is gunna die"

I'm sure this Guy had no idea

while he was flying high

because he chose to drink and drive

that I would have to die

so why do people do it

knowing that it ruins lives

but know the pain is cutting me

like a hundred stabbing knives

tell my brother not to be afraid

tell daddy to be brave

and when I go to heaven too

put "mommy's girl" on my grave

someone should've taught him

that its wrong to drink and drive

maybe if his mom and dad had

I'd still be alive

my breath is getting shorter

I'm getting really scared

these are my final moments

and I am so unprepared

I wish that you could hold me mom

as I lie here and die

I wish that I could say

I love you and goodbye...

this poem was read to me a while ago and I hope I gave it justice by telling it. it was retold by Jane Watkins and now retold by me

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