is this goobye?

all alone in this room.
leaving my body for dead.
saying no goodbyes.
that just leaves all the lies,
all the truths, and 'oh we'll miss you' behind.
no one gives a fuck until
your really gone.
they'll regret all the fights.
and that bastard i loved,
he will realize the meaning of life.
but nothing is real.
so I'll make a deal.
you can come to my funeral
and cry
all you want.
and i wont take another step again.
so is this goodbye?