Today I found myself dead
I was rather unimpressed,
I thought it would feel slightly better
To not be so depressed,

But I have known all along
Air flows through me still,
She left me all alone
The clock has time to ****.

Maybe I’m too dramatic
She is nothing to anyone
I still have family, some friends
And compassion for her? None.

I tried to make her listen
To tell of how none care for her,
Yet she makes up another excuse
To simply stay as she were,

She doesn’t deny my claims
Yet believes her strange delusion
Her defense is the same as always
“I’m only human.”