Will I die tired?
Or full of fear?
Will I be alone?
Or will loved ones be near?
Will I have reached my goals?
Fulfilled the desires of my soul?
Or will I grow old
With nothing to show
Will I leave without regrets?
Or be the one they forget?
Blame it on the cigarettes
Or maybe the alcohol
A recipe for a slow death
Will you be upset?
Shed a single tear?
Now that I’ve disappeared?
Whenever that may be
I just hope when I leave
You’ll follow me
Into eternity