If I died tomorrow
What would my friends think of me?
Would my family miss me?
What would be remembered of me?
Would I be remembered for my flaws?
My inability to speak and make calls?
My lack of confidence or my lack of wits?
If I died tomorrow
Would I be remembered for my strengths?
My ability to create?
Or the times I never left a crying friend's side?
And the many times I didn't lie?
All these questions keep running through my mind
As I wonder when my time will end
I know I've never been perfect
And I know there've been times
I could've done better
But I hope that someday I'll be remembered
For the good qualities.
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Hope for the hopeless. Poem collection
PoetryJust a collection of poems I've written so far :) It's just stuff that comes to me and what sounds good (so that means that most of these are NOT towards ANYONE specific). -Take chances-