Why must you be unloved?
No one to care for you
Like a withered chrysanthemum
You're dead inside and scared
The rain whispered your name
But you still hid the pain
Now you are but a cerement
And you lie in a mound
Why did you have to die?
Sadly we all just cry
The mourners play there melody
And the soul is flattered
Things are now different
Your world is a dull grey
The epilogue is finished
And the afterlife awaits you
