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Final Act
Screeching tires, shattering glass
Twisting metal, fiberglass
The scene is set, it all goes black
The curtain raised, the final act
Sirens raging in the night
Sounds of horror, gasps of fright
Intense pain, the smell of blood
They pull out bodies one by one
What's going on? We were only having fun!
My friend is missing. What did I do?
Her belongings everywhere
In the road there lies her shoe
A man is leaning over me
And looks into my eyes
"What were you thinking son?
Did you really think that you could drink and drive?"
He pulls up the sheet, still looking at me
"If you'd only called your mom or dad you'd still be alive"
I start to scream, I start to yell
But no one can hear me, no one can tell
They put me in an ambulance, they take me away
The doctor at the hospital exclaims "DOA!"
My father's in shock, my mother in tears
She collapses in grief, overcome by the fear
They take me to this house and place me in this box
I keep asking what is happening
But I can't make it stop.
Everyone is crying, my family is so sad
I wish someone would answer me
I'm starting to get mad
My mother leans over and kisses me good-bye
My father pulls her away while she is screaming "Why?"
They lower my body into a dirt grave
It feels so cold, I yell to be saved
Then I see an angel, I begin to cry
Can you tell me what is happening
And she tells me that I died
I can't be dead, I'm still so young
I want to do so many things
Like sing and dance and run
What about college or graduation day
What about a wedding? Please I want to stay
The angel looks upone me and with a saddened voice
"It didn't have end like this, you knew you had a choice.
I'm sorry, it's too late now time I can't turn back,
You life is finished-that my son is fact."
Why did this happen? I didn't want to die!
The angel embraces me and with her words she sighs,
"Son, this is the consequence you paid to drink and drive
I wish you made a better choice, if you did, you'd still be alive.
It doesn't matter if you beg me, or plead on bended knee,
There is nothing I can do, you have to come with me."
Looking at my family, I say my last good-bye.
"I'm sorry I disappointed you, Dad; Mommy please don't cry.
I didn't mean to hurt you, or cause you any pain
I'm sorry all you're left with is a grave that bears my name.
I'm sorry all your dreams for me have all been ripped away,
The plans for my future now buried in a grave.
"It was a stupid thing to do,
I wish I could take it back.
But the curtain is being lowered now,
So ends my final act."
AUTHOR: Lisa Teller
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Foolish Girl
I don't know if you know her,
When you say you don't lie,
And I don't know if you trust her
Or is she's ever made you cry.
And I don't care if you hear me
Or if you turn and walk away,
And I don't care if you talk back
Or have nothing left to say.
'Cause I see you walk by
With your nose stuck in the air
I watch you roll your eyes
And run your fingers through your hair.
I don't care if you smile at me
'Cause it's plastic anyway,
And I wonder if I touched it
If it would slowly melt away.
Oh, I know that you must know her
And deny the fact she's you,
What a stupid little foolish girl
That I can see right through.
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