The value of something
Is only clear in its absence.
Worthless as I am,
There'll be nothing for you to miss.

When precious things get lost,
They leave behind an empty void.
Worthless as I am,
There'll be nothing for you to fill.

When the soul leaves the eyes
People always cry, asking "why?".
Worthless as I am,
I'll just be one more corpse in the pile.