I want to run

I wanted to run.

I wanted to cry.

I wanted to tell everyone

As I went by.

You! Hey, you! I want you to know

Someone very close to me

Died; and not too slow.

Gone. I just can't tell you.

Cry.

Mourn, mourn with me.

A life is gone

But not the memory.

The memory lives on with me

And not me alone.

Listen to me

So you can have the memory to be known.