​weak arms against the shower wall/balancing on cold porcelain by Keegan Crawford Lyrics

I want to have a tomagotchi
but not care for them,
just have them fend for themselves
while I carry on with my
daily life,
occasionally remembering that
they exist,
and eventually
my tomagotchi will die
without me even realizing
or fully acknowleding
that they were alive
in the first place