When I die
What will people
Remember me by?
Will they remember?
The way I smiled?
Or when I said goodbye?
Is it perhaps
The way I cheated?
Or the time
When my kindness mistreated?
Would all the guys I’ve fallen before;
Remember me by the first hello?
Perhaps the moment our hearts unite;
Or the time I’ve said
This isn’t right?

Would all my friends
Visit my funeral?
Even when we’re no more in verbal?
The girls whom
I used to be close
Might not even
Send me a rose
I wonder will
They still miss me
When my soul
Incarnate to another mystery

Sometimes I don’t mind
Because of oblivion
Will fade in time
But really
The heart refuses to obey
When you were alone
From the very first day
How I wish
This and that and all
But then again;
It isn’t my call
Demanding people
To remember me by
When there isn’t any left
To be there on your death