Distant Relatives

At the funeral someone always says, 

“You alright? I don’t think you spoke much, did you?” 

And I shake my head and say, 

“I feel a bit guilty I’m not upset.” 

And arms will receive, saying,

“Well, you never really knew them.” 

I’m worried that when I’m dead 

I’ll ask myself

“Well, are you upset?”

And, I’ll reply, 


I never really knew me.”