Funeral Of A Friend

This poor girl only thought
of her aches and pains,
she's taken her life,
now i feel the ache and pain
while i watch her lie
in her open coffin.

This silly, silly girl,
never thought of those around her,
only of her faults and mistakes.
Now i lay a single white rose
on her perfectly smart clothed chest.
A single tear falls from my eye.

She didn't realise what she had,
Ony what she hadn't.
I was there for her through and through.
She's my best friend.
This is my speech at Candice's funeral.
One more tear falls onto the podium at where i stand.

I look around the sea of people,
People crying, people screaming.
People dressed in black to mourn this suicidal child.
There was nothing i could do, nothing i could say,
she'd made her choice - to death she was destined.
I look down at the memories i hold in my heart.

I start to speak a loud, but forced to stop,
I try to hold back the tears,
A lump appears in my throat.
What am I going to do without her?
I throw down my papered speech and flee.
Four words were written: I Love you Candice.

* That's not her real name btw....