I hear a cry
And I turn around
I see you crying
I ask you why
And you say
Nothing
I ask you again
Then you point at me
I turn around
I see why
It is because
He was behind
Me
I know he makes
You feel
Really uncomfortable
But he is
My Boy friend
And my body guard
I can’t go any where with out
Some one
So I took him
Again I’m sorry
Why are you crying I ask again
She answers
But she sounds
Death was coming to her
The next thing I new was she
Was dead
I looked her over
I found a knife
It belonged
To…
My boy friend