Funeral at night

I want my funeral to be held at night,

Without a soul in flight.

There won't be a tear in sight,

When I begin my lonely plight.

Life melts like the falling snow.

This life will end for us all.

The water goes down the drain,

We sell ourselves for a bit of fame.

We are careful through life,

We learn all the rules,

We spend our lives in schools

all we figure out, is that life is cruel.

If you think life is worth it, you're a tool,

Life isn't worth living,

Unless you live for something.

living for nothing; you won't die.

If you're life is worth it, you'll survive.

Reviews

[char]

I'm so glad my life's worth it. "Life melts like the falling snow." That is my favorite line in this whole poem. Good work, we really do spent our lives in school...and working...