The Future.

When it's ash to ash,
and dust to dust,
who will be there...
To remember us?

Our families know us,
no better then you.
You think they'd care?
Had me fooled too.

You think God would remember,
a couple of kids?
We stopped believing in him,
the same time HE did.

Maybe teachers, classmates,
neighbors or friends?
They'll only toss you a glance,
if you out food in there pens.

We are alone,
marked by labels.
Loser, outcast, freak.
Lost cause, loners, geeks.

But when it's ash to ash
and dust to dust...

Only WE will remember,
the real, true human race.