I won't shed a tear for them.
I won't feel remorse from within.
Just because they gave up.
Just because they were too thin.
Just as they lacked hope.
I lack sympathy.
Just as they lacked life.
I lack heart.
It's so easy to change your mind once someone is gone.
To forget about everything they did or would do.
Forget about everything that ever made them who they are.
Because they are already forgotten.
The true tragedy lies in the loss of sympathy, not in the loss of life.
