What if I weren't here anymore?
Would anyone miss me?
Would you even know I was gone?
Would my brother cry?
would my sister cry?
Would my mother and father cry?
If I decided to die.
What would their lives be like,
If I wasn't here tomorrow?
Would they be happy,
or would they cry in sorrow?
I sometimes wonder if I should go,
So I wouldn't have to worry,
about what tomorrow holds.
I can't help but think,
how everyone would feel,
I sometimes scare myself,
because the feelings are so real.
I try and see myself,
a few years down the road,
What will I be doing?
Who am I going to be?
But then I stop and realize,
I can't even see me.
It's always a blank stare,
Does that mean I won't be here?
What am I suppose to think?
What will you think of me when I'm gone?
Will you forget that you loved me?
Will you forget that I love you?
Don't ever blame yourself,
Everyone will do what they've got to do.
Will you remember my laugh?
Will you remember my smile?
Don't cry your tears for me,
or wonder all the while.
We'll meet again someday,
Whatever my heart decides,
Just think of me as someone who couldn't go on,
not just another suicide.
