It happens, doesn't it?
Everyone has to leave this world, everyone has to go.
Why didn't they let her go meet her father?
Why didn't they let her?
Because they're cruel, and they're wretched people, and I'm ashamed to know them.
I wish they'd change.
I really wish they'll just let her go.
She's been wanting to see her father for so long.
But he left this world because of a mighty truck before she could.
Why does life have to be so cruel?
Why can't it slow down to my pace?
Why does it rush forward like it doesn't care?
Tears leave my eyes, my mother's eyes, when she hears about her father.
I feel broken, as if my own grandfather left.
Life is like that.
I don't like it.
I can hear her sobbing from over the phone.
I can hear her pouring her heart out to my mother.
I want to scream at them.
Tell them to shut up.
Tell them to change the rules.
She's been wanting to see him for years, but she was never allowed.
Why does it have to happen?