Everytime I lay in bed i start to think.
Think what it would be like if i wasn't here anymore.
Where would I go?
Would I go to hell?
Go to hell for all the sinful things I have done.
Or would I go to heaven?
Go to heaven for all the good things I have done.
Would I be missed?
Would my family miss me?
would the cry over my grave?
Would they wish that they have been there for me more?
Would they wish that they have taken the time to get to know me better.
What about my friends?
Would they even care that I am gone?
Would they be at my funeral?
Would they wish that they have hung out with me more?
Would they even shed a tear for a lost friend?
I guess the only way of knowing is to take my own life.
Then at the moment when my spirit leaves my body i will know if it's heaven or hell that i will go to.
I will know if my family misses me & I will know if my friends will shed a tear for a lost friend.
