What if I die? They will box me singing a sad song;
I know I won't say in their hearts for any long.
They will pray for me saying rest in peace,
and my soul in the hands of Lord will be set to release.

What if I die? Candles will be lighted around me;
there will be no pain, no fear and I will be free.
Lord will submit me in His arms;
and I will be saved from hurts and harms.

What if I die? I will be framed on the wall;
no one will miss me for whatever befall.
I know I won't be in their talks anymore,
for no one will think of me to adore.

What if I die? For all it will never matter;
for some it would be sad, for some it would be better.
People will forget me within a day or two,
will my friends miss me like the way I do?

What if I die? They will forget my name;
and it will be okay for me, no lame.
I will be only in photographs and pages;
for nobody is gonna turn them for ages.

© Shreya ♥