please, sky, please let, me go in my sleep
let me not feel a thing. let my loved ones not weep
may they remember the days in vehicles, marking the streets
may they remember me bright, and not the darkness i keep
may my girl and boys know nothing bad of my past
let them know I didn’t die hiding behind any masks
let them know that its okay to be confused and act dumb
because as time goes on, they’ll learn what to stay away from
and let their moms know I’m as thankful as they come
because dealing with me is the hardest thing they’ve ever done
and they made it out alive, with a perfect daughter or son
and though i’m not the best one, at least you’ll become….
…something great.
