I have known a lot of kids with HIV
Some of them are gone and there is me
I am scared and worried especially with each new shot
I don't know why they're gone
I miss my friends a lot
I often ask why them
When will my turn be
But the answer does not come
It is not inside of me
So I learn to live each day anyway I can
I think of my friends in heaven
As angels above us holding hands
For one (1) day, we'll be together
Although it is not my time yet
I have too much too do and see here
Glad for the friends I met
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