Lookin' for answers but don't have a question/
To ask or wonder about but wonderin' if the odds were even would you still be here today instead of me lookin at my reflection/
My reflection through your hand crafted casket/
As I stare I swear my heart turned to plastic/
Layin' still...emotions stagnant/
Face full of sweat, tears, fears/
Accomplishments, let downs, and cheers/
And maybe some resentment but you still laughin'/
While people here are crashin'/
Puffy red eyes the organ sounds so dramatic/
This traumatic disaster/
Could probably make my brother have a asthma reaction/
Me and my thoughts we run wild together/
I sat there thinkin maybe you would come back around like the winter/
I couldn't cry at ya funeral nor at the wake/
When my mother told me you died I went into a quiet state/
Woke up that next morning thinkin' it was all a dream/
Til Sunday came around and she told me about the obituary/
Now my head is goin' in different directions/
It's only been a month and I'm already writing about your death an'/
"It's gonna be okay" they tell me/
Yet you're still being put in the ground six feet deep/
Dirt over your silhouette/
My cousins will forever be in a moment they'll never forget/
