MyDeath

Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the Lord my soul to keep
If I should die before I wake and curiosity will overtake

Whatever happened
Why did she die
Is that why she screamed
Is that why she cried

Were there many problems
That danced through her head
Or did her wish come true
Did she wish to be dead

As the Curiosity
Runs through their minds
Sooner or later
I'll be left behind

Six Feet Under
I'll rest in peace
And when the snow comes down
I'll be covered in sleet

And in the fall
The leaves will drop
Along my tombstone
 they cover the top

And in the springtime
The rain Pours Down
And the crinkly leaves
They begin to drown

Now it is summer
My birthday is near
And this would have been
My 15th year