As I lay here in my crypt,
I think, ‘Why’d I do it.
Was it my parents or my friends?
Or, was I just falling?
Falling through a bottomless pit.
Was it a lost love, or a grade slipped?
A friend angered, or a tabled tipped?
Or, did I just think myself meaningless?
Without a life, without a hope,
Without something to live for.
Without a dream, without a goal,
Without a future.
Why didn’t someone stop me?
Did they even really care?
Do they even miss me?
Would they rather stand back and stare?
As I lay here in my crypt,
I think, ‘Why’d I do it?’
And I wish I could go back,
And redo my life.
All of it.

 
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