When I die,
will I be missed?
Will you remember me
as the girl who cut her wrists?
When I die,
will I be known?
Will you remember me,
as the girl that was your foe?
When I die,
I want to be known
as the girl who did
great things.
When I die,
I want to die
knowing I did my best
not for myself
but for others.
When I die
I hope that no one
is still mad
at all the harmful things I've done
I now realize there was nothing I won
except hoping for forgiveness
and taking back what I had said.
When I die,
we all die.
But I want to be remembered,
for the good, and not the bad.