What if it were my last day on Earth?
'Cause it is all a choice
And we all have it
Yet, we hesitate to make it
We hesitate to risk
And to live
Until our very last day on Earth.
What if I suddenly died?
Would you still play my music
And stare at our texts?
Will you pretend it was all fine between us?
Would you still smoke weed
And make love to her
While wondering what could have been
If you'd ended up with me?
What if someone put a gun to my head?
Would you play pretend
And act as if I were already dead?
What if someone stabbed me in the back?
Would you stay in their defense or attack?
I don't want to know.
I don't want to wait for my last day on Earth
To be free
To fight
To feel alive
I want to feel like I am the best.
I want to be proud of myself.
I want to achieve success.
I want to love me more than ever.
I want to eat whatever I want, when I want.
And to be always well dressed.
I want to live life to the fullest.
Fuck my last day on Earth.
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