Free but Dead!

At dawn, the world began to wake, Rushed below as the bustle breaks, A body smiled, drained of its breath, Hm, It was me - free but dead! Shocked in silence, they stood in blame— "How dare she die? What a big shame!" "So Gross, she died yet wears a smile!" Hm, It was me - free but dead! Through heaven's lens - my soul does ache, Will they now love and feel my pain? Will they regret, or still neglect? Hm, It was me - free but dead! Cursed, they scream - "What price we paid?" I craved their touch on flesh that stayed, To hear them weep for sins instead. Hm, It was me - free but dead! I dwell - Why didn't they chose care? No worries—virgin soul 'declared'. Will they now let it play and sway? Hm, It was me - free but dead!