Maybe you'll finally care when I'm laying in a casket,
my body nothing but cold and limp.
maybe you'll care about me.
when you're sitting at my grave.
when all you can hear are the birds chirping while you stare at my cold, lonely, and grey tombstone, with nothing but my name.
and maybe in that moment,
you'll regret a lot of things.
maybe when I'm gone you'll finally realize how much you love and miss me.
Mar 31
Mar 31, 2026 at 12:47 AM UTC
Maybe you'll finally care when I'm laying in a casket,
my body nothing but cold and limp.
maybe you'll care about me.
when you're sitting at my grave.
when all you can hear are the birds chirping while you stare at my cold, lonely, and grey tombstone, with nothing but my name.
and maybe in that moment,
you'll regret a lot of things.
maybe when I'm gone you'll finally realize how much you love and miss me.
