Shamir

 I'm gonna keep feeling judged,

I'm gonna feel unefficient

I'm gonna feel critized

And it's normal. 

It's easy to do it when you were never involved

It's easy to come clean the bomb after it exploded

You were never there when they needed help

Things were a tragedy, a fatal one

He made a bad choice to be with the wrong friends

He made a bad choice to do what he wasn't supposed to

And he also had the bad luck, 

He never knew the police would be there

And no one expected they would fire 7 bullets on him. 

He'll never grow up

We'll never knew what he could have been

Whether it was someone "good" or "bad"

We'll never know.

And I'm sad 

Cause he's not here

Cause most people don't care

And some are even happy

I'm sad cause now he's just the bad example 

But it's too soon for me to use it that way

Today is a week since he left

Since his life was taken away

I can feel the anguish in my throat

I can still listen to his voice in my head 

And I still wish things would have been different

I hope a lot of things, I want a lot of things

But the best for me to do is just live this moment

Sit and cry if I feel like it

Think about him and his family

Remember this was a tragedy

And wasn't my fault

(although my head says otherwise)