Some hearts burn quiet, Some lives pass clean, They walk a different path, Silent and unseen When the time comes The casket will close There will be no mourning There will be no rose No headlines written No final applause Just a life that mattered Ignored because it paused He was unselfish He was misunderstood His kindness looked fragile While he balanced bad and good The world claps loud For the cruel and the cold The dependable one Has a story untold Some give everything And die unknown Some take what they want And sit on thrones His contributions were many He stood when others fled He showed up without asking Gloves worn down to the last thread Appreciated by few Unseen by the conceited Used until he vanished Then quickly deleted True friends are a gift True friends are rare They slip through your life When no one is there Taken for granted Until they’re gone Then regret sings loud The end of their song They call it fate They call it time But we choose who we lift And who gets left behind Take time to notice Give the good ones a hug Our time here is short Until the heartbeats are done