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POEM (Rewritten) - When I Die
- When I die, I don’t want a funeral
- I don’t want a meaningless array, of things you all “wanted to say”
- That you never said to my face not during one single day when I was alive
- I spent time being wise, with others asking for my valuable advice
- Because they know I’ll articulate in a way that’s extremely precise and also, I never lie
- Everyone I knew erased me and disgraced me, not once did they ever embrace me
- Just shamed me, made me a target then vehemently aimed at me
- The flame I keep causes pain that seeps and stains my sleeves with blood.
- So, when I die, I don’t want a funeral.
- I don’t want that mediocre speech, you can save it all in fact please,
- None of your cliches or theories, when my life was a simply tragic series so I insist,
- That you keep it concrete if I supposedly mean a damn thing to you or I’ll scream.
- Because it seems to me everybody is only my friend if it benefits them, if it leaks
- Excellence to them but no evidence to them when they kill me with their words
- So save it, brave it, don’t speak on my death like you loved me and it hurts
- So when I die, no, I don’t want a funeral
- I don’t care for a display of emotions that are fake, acting like my death was a mistake
- But not a soul never stayed when I told you how much my heart ached, and realistically,
- I should not expect those people to kindly behave when I was raised in such ways
- That cause me to over explain like a moron and make me feel weird and strange
- Even when I’m polite, honest and it’s valid I’m still told I just act deranged, and so,
- When I die, I don’t want a funeral
- Because not once did I feel safe, like I ever had a place to escape to
- When I needed it the most and was faced with the host my fate almost served
- Because I’m almost certainly cursed…
- Not once did I have a place to escape to…
- To run straight to… that I never had to hesitate through
- You all left my on my own and the loyalties have been shown to me
- It’s not closure it’s not meaningful to me and it’s not necessary, so
- When I die, I don’t want a funeral.
- If you respect me you’d also respect my preference, at least I would hope
- But, “hope is a fools game” was one of many of my quotes,
- If you feel a need to honour knowing me then smoke weed in some scenic clothes
- Because the concept of me ever wanting the the hot seat is a hoax,
- And beyond the mortal coil I’m not a guardian angel, I’m just a not so friendly ghost
- A spirit floating and hosting the tension of attempting a lifetime of composure,
- So when I die, I don’t want a funeral.
- I don’t want my death to get you a week off work or studies,
- Maybe help you pull some honeys, general clout chasing behaviour that gets you little buddies
- And besides your brownie points that service just ain’t worth the money,
- I don’t care for it I’m not there for it especially if I’m six feet under and I want to swear on it
- That if you don’t obey this wish and make a spectacle of it I will motherfucking haunt you.
- Like a rare onyx amongst pebbles, and I am just a rock, so
- When I die,
- I don’t want a funeral.
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