We were stuck, all of us
In a repeating loop of the unsaid
And I can’t wrap my mind around it
Now, even after you’re gone
We should be free-
But tapes run their course then start all over again
If no one thinks to press stop
I don’t blame you-
Even if you are to blame
For at least the most recent long-term symptom
We were all cowards; we all fell in line
With your insanity-because that’s what it was
Can you make a joke out of that?
Is it funnier if your new audience really is dead?
Truth was never our strong suit
Not in this family, so you married well
And we all played along with the collective silence
About whatever ailed you
Is it a mystery?
Or do we really not want to know?
We laughed at your jokes
Hugged you when your body felt breakable,
Saw your hands when they shook,
But weren’t allowed to ask about it
Nor say a damn word.
You took your life and all it did was deepen the hole
We were already in.
(not prompted by the song)