Look at me
Take one good, hard look
I look fine
In reality, i'm dying

Dying so slowly, i can barely feel it
Yet every breath i take
I know i'm getting closer to my end

And i hear so many stories
Terrible tales
About people who never did amount to anything
And they never did smile
When they passed, it was seen as a blessing

I don't want you to cry when i leave
But i want you to know
With astounding certainty
That i left the happiest i could ever be
And i did everything i wanted

So, i promise i will
And you'll be proud of me
And you'll smile at my memory
Because i'd frown if you cried