Cry

Yes. 

I want to cry. Why? (It rhymes! Even that did too!)

Because today I have a funeral to attend.

I would consider them family to me.

They were and still are close to me. 

I saw them everyday of my life, basically.

No need to feel sorry for me. The viewing is today after school.

I can see them one last time before they go away forever.

Please, don't be sorry.

Really.

There's no need to be sorry for me.

You didn't kill them.

They killed themselves.

Really.

They did.

Not kidding.

They went suicidal with a door.

Poor things got smashed in a door.

Went limp.

And died.

Their name.... Phalanges. 

Not mine, obviously.

But a dear ones that is close to me.

Like I said earlier.

Don't remember?

Read it again.

And cry.