You stared out with a promise
You started out with hope
Until all you dreams were canceled
by a substance called dope
You dropped into a depression
you could not climb out
because you were under the assumption
dope would help you out
Now your life is over
it is procession to cry
why should someone so young have to die?
That is the question I have to ask,
but it seems as though things change so fast
So my friend if you hear me
there were people who loved you
you did not comprehend.