At nineteen you were far too young
To take your final breath,
And though these sixteen years have passed,
I'm haunted by your death

I think about how life would be
If you had never died,
I think about what you'd be like,
If only you'd survived

I'm older now than you were then,
I wish that you were here,
The sister that I never had,
I'd share with you, my fears

Like whether I could be a mom
When I always want to cry
Or how sometimes I feel so sad
I wish that I could die

I wish that when I spoke to you
That you could answer back
I know that you would talk me round
You always had the nak

I feel so lonely all the time
But wear my bravest face
I never let them see me cry
In sadness's embrace