I hope that I am remembered kindly
It seems such a silly thing
As I won’t be there to know
My thoughts on suicide
Used to imagine looking down
At a funeral and thinking they all
Looked so sorry for the way they treated me.
But I have been dead now
And have erased such useless thoughts from my thinking
I won’t see and I won’t care
If I haven’t lived a life of kindness
I deserve to be forgotten.
At this point the die has been cast
I’ve tried so hard to be worthy
Of a gentle smile
At an unexpected remembrance
But what will be, will be.

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