Don't wish to be remembered for something i'm not,
Or forgotten for the honest of me,
I want to walk tall, be known by the all,
And not fake what the world and I see.

What I am is not broken or wearing,
I'm not one who's known for a crime,
I am the one in the crowd, who would scream it aloud,
That this life is a privelage, and is granted one time.

Where and if I shall live this born beauty,
And pass on to the life after now,
My past yearns to live long, with my mem'ries shared strong,
For my life's adu, take a bow.