I'll never know
I don't think I'll ever know how it happened. No one will ever know. None the less not even the person who did it will ever know why it happened. They'll never know why they did it. And I'll never know why they did it. Because i was too late, i was too late to tell them what my life story was about. But i guess no one will ever here my life story. Because i have no life story now, Now that they're gone my life went with them. And i guess i might never get it back until that special person helps me find a new life story. And they help me know why i even exist, because i don't, not by a long shot.