; missing

Please, please forgive me,
But I won't be home again.
Maybe someday you'll wake up, and barely concious,
You'll say to no one:

Please, please forgive me,
But I won't be home again.
I know what you do to yourself.
Shudder deep and cry out:

"Isn't something missing?"

You won't cry for my absence I know.
You forgot me long ago.
Am I that unimportant?
Am I so insignificant?

Isn't something missing,
Isn't someone missing me?

Even though I'll be sacrificed,
You won't try for me not now.
Though I'll die to know you love me,
I'm all alone.

And if I bleed, I'll bleed,
Knowing you don't care.
And if I sleep just to dream of you,
I'll wake without you there.

Isn't something missing,
Isn't someone missing me?