I ask myself often

If I were to die

Would you care?

Would you fall to your knees

Unable to stop your sobbing

No matter how hard you try?

Or will they say that they watched

As you ditched my funeral

And no one ever saw you cry

Would you move on with your life

like I never existed?

Would you tell everyone

that you're glad I am dead?

Would you breathe a sigh of relief,

knowing you won't have to deal with me ever again?

Has your interest just been lies

all fake and pretend?

When I reflect, when I really think about it

Sure, we were close those three years

But now, now I don't believe you want even talk to me

But you try to be nice

So I ask myself

If I were to die,

would you care?