It’s not that I want to go
But there’s nothing for me here
No life, no love, no happiness
And very little cheer

I tried like hell to get it right
I swear I did my best
My best just isn’t good enough
And now I only want to rest

Fodder to feed the whims
The others feasted well
With nothing else to offer
Tis’ time to toll my bell

For every step I left a word
A thank you here and there
I never had much else
Not a worry or a care

Lie me down amongst the waste
Other things discarded
No wake, no words, no funeral pyre
For I will not be regarded