Dead to you by Natallia Clark

A girl sat atop a tree

She was donned in all black

As the casket passed

She felt this odd lack

It all seemed so perfect

The casket looked so light

But only she knew

None of it was right      

The Pastor said a prayer

All gave their goodbyes

Yet it all felt fake

They all wondered why

Some photos sat beside

Of days long gone

She stared at them blankly

Like it was a con

Once the casket lowered

And with no one to be seen

The girl walked down

Face blank like a screen

It was her family

Her mom, dad, and brother

How could they mourn it

When they knew her and loved her

She was very much alive

She stood right there

Yet she was quite different

Maybe too much to bear

Whatever it may be

That didn’t bring her pain

It was that they could leave

It all seemed insane

Yet she still overthought

Was it her hair or how she talks

But they chose to lose her

They chose to walk

So a girl sat atop a tree

Still donned in black

She wondered if someday

She will have her life back