At My Funeral

At My Funeral

At my funeral, countless faces cry

My red heart has been painted black 

Suits and dresses of tragedy—

Cover the silhouette of the coffin

Sticky tears fall and crash—

Onto the floor like heavy rain

On a midnight June summer

This house will be a flood soon

Acceptance isn’t the easiest part

And I know you would be outraged

If you found out my killer

Cause his face is in the coffin

I’m the fraud staring back at him

Pretending who I am, satisfying society

If anyone knew the horrid truth

I’m only disappointing everyone