By Emily Thrasher
A young boy who grew up
To be a young man
Thought he had it all
Thought he had a plan
What he didn’t know
Was it was about to end
With the things that happened next
I had to say good-bye to my friend
He would never know
How much I cared for him
He would’ve never guessed
It would’ve been so grim
It was just one night
When he wasn’t thinking clear
He chose to do drugs
Now he’s no longer here
I wish I could change the past
I know the choice was his
But I wish he had said no
Now he’s the one I miss