I went to a party, dad I rememberedb what you said. You told me to drink so I had beer. I felt like a man.
I know I did the wrong thing. my friends told me that I was fine to drink and drive.
As I pulled away onto the road I hit another car. She went through the windshield and onto the pavement. As she lays on the pavement im getting into the cop car.
Dad why does she have to die, im the one who drank and drove. Dad shes dying and im living, Inshould be the one in the hospital.
Dad I feel so guilty, Dad why did I have to listen to you I neve listen anyways.
Dad tell me not to cry, its all my fault that a girl is dying thanks to me.
I got one last thing to say. What we both drank and drove and would've happened, both live, both die, me die.
Its not cool to drink and drive.
This is my first attempt at a kind o poetry please tell me if its good or not.
By @XxretraccoolXx
