You'd want me
better dead
everybody
would
in death
i wouldn't hear
your disappointment
or the shame you have
for me
when I'm gone
your life improves
why should I care
if you never cared
about me
you never asked
how it makes me feel
but you made your own
feelings known
loud and clear
i know you
don't care
you
never
did
It's my turn
to have
my moment
it's my turn to be selfish
I won't ask how my
death will affect
your life
(and if I'm right
you'll turn this
into something
about you)
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