You Were My Hope.

• Chelsea Truong, Grade 7
• Poetry
• 2014

Why, oh why, did you have to die?
You were my last hope in this cruel world.
Now I have no one to comfort me,
No one to make me laugh,
No one to cuddle up too because you were my last.
-You meant the world to me,
As I had no proper family.
Except some annoying sisters,
Or some teasing brothers,
Or some parents who didn't care a bit about me.
-Yes, I'm the odd one out.
I have always been.
You made me feel like I was always in the right place.
Why have you gone?
I need you here, I can't survive on my own soul and love and peace.
Why, oh why, did you have to die?