Lyrics

Funeral

By Ian G. Clifton
August 18th, 2003

Why am I so depressed?
Why do I feel so alone?
Why don't I feel
Like I belong in my own home?

This isn't where
I want to be
Not the location
Or my destiny

Maybe I should cry all night long
But I don't really know why
I should be grateful for everything I have
But sometimes I think I should die

Who would be at my funeral
And who of those wasn't obligated
I'd like to think I did some good
And wasn't an anonymous man hated

How many knew the real me
How many would even take a look
I wanted people to know my deeds
Not read them in some book

People can judge and criticize
Know I treated myself with more spite
I had so much potential
And yet, couldn't put up a fight

No one really noticed me
I walked, a shadow in the light
The few people who cared to look
Only glanced down, sneering from their height

Oh great fools
Did you see all that was in my heart
Or did you so quickly dismiss me
Thinking you were so smart

All those black clothes
And the tears that fall down
Would you really be sad
If no one else was around

Don't give me false pity
Or words to raise me high
Don't think this was for attention
That's no reason to die

I had judged none of you
I only took aim at me
You think you know everything
But you have to open your heart to see

Well, it's getting late
Tonight isn't a good night to die
So I'll go on living
Though I'm not sure why

Tomorrow I'll wake up fresh
And see the same people I always do
They'll think they know my thoughts
But they don't have a clue

Why am I so depressed?
Why do I feel so alone?
Why don't I feel
Like I belong in my own home?

This isn't where
I want to be
Not the location
Or my destiny