Here I am as the story of my death unfolds
The story of my life to be forever untold
People look down upon the casket I'm in
People seem to care now, but why not then
As I lie here I feel my spirit as it's moving
My bodies mobility is now completely gone
People above me seemingly mourning tears
As I reach deaths reality, my ultimate fear
Is it only to keep their conscience clear
After all of those lonely depressing years
When for the longest they were never there
All of the sudden I die, they suddenly care
Oh, do they indeed really care, I think not
Now they lower my body into the fresh sod
If indeed though, I wonder as I'm buried here
Why do they care now, once I've disappeared