This song is dedicated to Lena (a special friend of mine that will be remembered in my heart and through my lyrics)

The original lyrics are at the bottom and I messed up at the end of this song because it was too emotional but the track will be recorded soon so don't worry and if you can comment the song and tell me how you feel about the song and thank you.

Beat by Nujabes-Another Reflection

(PropaGanda)
I shed tears for the people no longer here/ like last year, I met a girl, beautiful, but life full of fears/ she told me, a little story, bout the life that she lived/ she's 17, already had a 4 year old kid/ it started 5 years ago in her own words/ regretting, all the issues, that she been through, by the time she gave birth/ for 4 years she was cursed, by the image, of her child/ I asked about the father, but the answer wasn't found/ instead she started crying real loud, but it was silent/ the reason was the father was anonymous, and violent/ yeah she was raped, not the worst of her case/ the next day, the doctor told her she was positive for AIDS/ she started feeling pain, now her body's feeling strange/ she stopped having her period, her appetite changed/ she told her mother, now the mothers enraged/ so the mother, kicked the daughter out cause she was ashamed/ Damn, a little infant, that was left without a father/ the mother felt disgraced, so she evicted the daughter/ the daughters, only home, was the church, near the alter/ wishing she was Mary, praying God would be the father/ but this is real life, she said, it isn't simple/ especially, the rumors of her new found credential/ the whole schools, saying she's a prostitute/ and the sad thing about it, all the stories are true/ she needed the money, just so the baby could eat/ she rent a 1-room apartment, so the baby could sleep/ as for she, she had to drop out of high school/ paying full rent, cause she was living with a man that was 32/ she told him, if she please him in anyway, if her and the baby could stay/ he had some sick thoughts, in the brain/ she was afraid, cause she could end up murdered and raped/ it was a choice, she was willing to take, a tear went down her face/ I get a call, from her the next day/ she wanted us to meet, saying that we, should runaway/ somewhere nobody knows, fantasizing her dream home/ and then I hear the dial tone, cause she was forced off the phone/ two hours later, was when she called back/ she told me everything, her roommate had her pinned on her back/ and she was beaten till his knuckles started hurting/ bruises on her face, blood is what she taste, tell me is it worth this/ cause I don't think it is, you should get your kid, and runaway from your sorrows/ the only thing she said, "Is your birthday tomorrow?"/ I said yeah it is/ don't worry about me, think of your kid/ so she listened to my method, my minds in question/ she told me that my present, would be in my voice message, the next day/ the day, of my birthday, came/ I had 3 voice messages, and I couldn't wait/ the first one, Happy Birthday, from my grandma, Dear/ the next one, from my dad, saying wish he was here/ the last message, left me breathless in tears/ it was her, let me tell you what she said in my ear/ "By the time you get this message, I'll be dead and gone/ you didn't do anything wrong, you the reason I live this long/ I want to thank you, cause you made me strong/ you the only person who was there for me when I needed you all along/ I heard you made a song, about when I was alone/ don't worry about my son, he's in a Foster Home/ hopefully, he'll have a better life than me/ knowing his mother lived with STDs/ he needs his ABCs, I'm in the living room, rope to my neck/ and I'm standing on a chair", then a gasp for breath/ (Huff), before she jumped, her last words she say/ "I Love You" and "Happy Birthday"/ (less info)