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You seem to know me pretty well,
And of how far and fast I fell.
Now I'm dying and want to end it now,
Do you want me to tell you how?
But no, I only wanted to ask you,
How much of your life was I fed into?
Did I affect your music choice?
Did I help you find your voice?
Did I paint you a picture when none was there?
Did I help the path seem to be ever clear?
If I took the knife and died tonight,
Would I be lost and out of sight?
Or would a piece of me live on in you,
And I'd be there forever, helping you think things through.
Have you adopted a piece of me?
And are different now than you used to be?
Was I the one who made you smile?
Was I the one who helped you walk the mile?
Was I the one who taught you style didn't matter?
And the heart inside is hard not to tatter?
Was I the one who got you into those bands?
Was I the one who had you take your own stand?
How much have I actually affected the way you live?
I have put everything in you that I'm willing to give.
Have you actually learned things from me?
Have I taught you the best thing is undiluted glee?
Have I ever put a smile on your face?
Have I taught you it isn't important who wins the race?
If I killed myself and left you alone,
Would you think about me, visit my gravestone?
Unselfishly, I've put all I can into you,
Teaching bit by bit, how to be true.
I hope that I've changed you somehow,
Although I don't want you to think about these things now.
I just wish that if the day came when I die,
That, at my funeral, you would cry.
Have you ignored me over these many years?
When I was trying to push away meaningless fears?
Or will a part of me live on inside,
Because I taught you never to hide?
If I died, would you care?
Signed, the one who was always there.