They buried me, without a care.
No one knew, that I wasn't really there.
I stood behind you.
If only you knew.
They pretended to pray as my body went down.
But in meer silence they drown.
I laughed, either this or hell.
How I died, they will never tell.
No one wanted to check.
No one looked at my neck.
Not a cut, not suicide.
No one checked to see if I had actually died.