everyone is wearing black,

and i can't imagine,

a place more sad,

when things turn for the worst,

and you want to beg,

and scream for forgiveness,

for all the sins you've committed,

and after the service,

i'm the first one,

to look at her casket,

and she looks happy,

happier than she's ever been,

but i hope she knows,

i love her,

and she won't be alone for long.

(i want my sister back.)