If one day i'm gone.
will people miss me;
Remember all my silliness,
the laughter and joy i bring,
though that's just a thought.

If one day i'm gone,
will people talk good about me,
tell how good I've took care of them,
how i'd made them laugh,
or how much they hated me.

If one day i'm gone,
please know i choose to leave,
as the pain is killing me,
the heavy burden i carry,
but live i cannot compromise.