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.