I'm going to tell you some deep dark secrets about myself for two reasons.
Reason number 1. I trust you.
Reason number 2. I doubt anyone knows me.
Okay, moving on.
You know, I wonder, everybody thinks that dying is sad and everybody cries at funerals, not everyone of course, but one time or another you did or will. Me, I never cried at a funeral. Yes I have fallen down stairs, crashed into people, and everything else you could do wrong at a funeral, but I have never cried at one. I'm bound to, but when?
When my grandpas died, I frowned and then was my happy old self again. My dad cried, my mom cried, people that I didn't know cried, but I didn't. When my great grandma died, I was sad and sung the lullaby she used to sing to me when I was little all by myself, alone, with no one, but I never cried, not once.
To be honest with you, I think that death is rather interesting. You see, when somebody dies, I ask questions like, who were they, how old were they, why did they die, could it have been prevented?
I guess I either have no heart or I think death's a joke, I laughed when I heard the news my great grandma, and my two grandpas died, I thought it was a joke. What's wrong with me? sad
Reason number 1. I trust you.
Reason number 2. I doubt anyone knows me.
Okay, moving on.
You know, I wonder, everybody thinks that dying is sad and everybody cries at funerals, not everyone of course, but one time or another you did or will. Me, I never cried at a funeral. Yes I have fallen down stairs, crashed into people, and everything else you could do wrong at a funeral, but I have never cried at one. I'm bound to, but when?
When my grandpas died, I frowned and then was my happy old self again. My dad cried, my mom cried, people that I didn't know cried, but I didn't. When my great grandma died, I was sad and sung the lullaby she used to sing to me when I was little all by myself, alone, with no one, but I never cried, not once.
To be honest with you, I think that death is rather interesting. You see, when somebody dies, I ask questions like, who were they, how old were they, why did they die, could it have been prevented?
I guess I either have no heart or I think death's a joke, I laughed when I heard the news my great grandma, and my two grandpas died, I thought it was a joke. What's wrong with me? sad
