Upon My Tomb

My heart no longer stalls when the phone rings, Joy, the sound no longer brings. My heart has no captain near, And my worth is so unclear. I barely have strength to raise my head, But I'd rather be here crying instead... Of in the arms of just another lying cad, I refuse to let the thought of you make me sad. I will not call you and here the disappointment, Never again will my heart feel disproportionate. You make me want to hang my head in shame, I know it is my heart that will bear the blame. I know I deserved to be hanged in the town's square, Where everyone I know cam laugh and stare. Upon my tomb there should be written this: You surely shall not be missed... You were the lowest of the low, And your death was far too slow... You were a foolish, foolish girl, Who never should have been brought into this world... May you burn where you belong, And we still cannot explain why God granted you this long. Worthless I may be, And Heaven I will probably never see. But the question I have is this, You must answer, I insist. Why didn't I deserve a little love too, Yeah, I'm asking you. Just whisper your answer and I will hear, But worry not, to you I will not linger near. MO:DPS