I felt proud of myself, the way you said I would, that I didn’t drink and drive, though some friends said I should.
I made a healthy choice, and your advice to me was rigtht. The party finally ended, and the kids drove out of sight.
I got into my car, sure to get home in one piece. I never knew what was coming, Mum. Something I expected least.
Now I’m lying on the pavement, and I hear the policeman say, the kid that caused this wreck was drunk, Mum his voice seems far away.
My own blood is all around me, as I try hard not to cry. I can hear the paramedic say, this girl is going to die.
I’m sure the guy had no idea, while he was flying high, because he chose to drink and drive, now I will have to die.
So why do people do it, Mum? Knowing that it ruins lives. And now the pain is cutting me, like a hundred stabbing knives.
Someone should have taught him, that it’s wrong to drink and drive. Maybe if his parents had, I’d still be alive.
My breath is getting shorter, Mum. I’m getting really scared. These are my final moments, and I’m so unprepared.
I wish that you could hold me, Mum as I lie here ans die. I wish that I could say ‘I love you, Mum!’ So I love you and goodbye.