It's 3-19-15 3 years ago today, you took your own life You told everyone that you'd give up your kids, over your dead body Nobody thought you meant it literally But you did The day we buried you was the day you had to sign custody of your kids Over to the State... With no chance of getting them back I miss you I cry for you I mourn your death You meant the world to me You were my uncle My best friend
Today, 3-19-15, I can't have you Oh, how much I wish you were here I write letters to you And always end them in I will see you soon