Its sad to think that there's no one to know you,
no one to tell them, that you've passed away.
It makes me sad to think some day I'll leave them,
It makes me wish I could never die and just stay.
Whats worse is the fact that the people I want to,
know that I've gone, probably never will.
What if I die, in a flash, in an instant,
No chance for goodbyes, what a feeling, cold chill.
So much to think of and so much to see,
people to talk to, places to go.
I'd like to think that I've fulfilled my purpose,
maybe this lifetime, I can't truly know.
Death at the doorstep; silent and still.
There's nothing for it, no action no cue.
So many ways to leave without knowing,
Remember me, and I will remember you.
Apr 15, 2011
Apr 15, 2011 at 2:50 AM UTC
Its sad to think that there's no one to know you,
no one to tell them, that you've passed away.
It makes me sad to think some day I'll leave them,
It makes me wish I could never die and just stay.
Whats worse is the fact that the people I want to,
know that I've gone, probably never will.
What if I die, in a flash, in an instant,
No chance for goodbyes, what a feeling, cold chill.
So much to think of and so much to see,
people to talk to, places to go.
I'd like to think that I've fulfilled my purpose,
maybe this lifetime, I can't truly know.
Death at the doorstep; silent and still.
There's nothing for it, no action no cue.
So many ways to leave without knowing,
Remember me, and I will remember you.