Travels Through Thoughts

Funeral

Ten people stand there all dressed in black
Each one representing one piece of your heart

Your mother, brother, sister, some colleagues and your mister.

Everyone that cared for you even at your worst.
But why did you care for them?
I was the first!

I know all your darkest secrets and opinions that you had.
But then you've met him, and became suddenly mad.

Mad at me, and at all my words.
You can't even imagine how much did that hurt.

But all's that in the past now,
even your presence isn't present.
Everything is in the past, I hope you'll go to heaven.

Ten people in your heart, I was there for a while...
Where will I get my answer?
Where have I crossed the line?