The world is a majestic place
Filled with love and beauty
So many secrets hidden within the memories
The series of moments shared upon the earth are forgotten so quickly
Buried beneath the dirt are the dead lost in someones memory
It's sad to know that one day you'll be forgotten
But I can't help but ask... what about me?
I am dying
And the question is not why am I dying
No one will care
I'll just be another dead girl
Just another body rotting six feet under
And the question is not why I chose death
No one will understand
I'm just another sad girl
Just another girl tied down by depression and anxiety
The question is who will remember me
Will my mother remember my warm hugs
Will my father remember all the I hate yous
Will my friends remember all the laughs
Will the earth remember my tiny hands the dug within the dirt
Or will they all go on and move forward to a future I did not choose to be apart of