I wanna die unhappy
I wanna die unloved
I wanna die unappreciated
I wanna die like I never existed
But who would want to die?
Are only those who tried?
Or anyone who is tired?
Who would not be scared of death?
My friend darkness introduced himself
“What’s so scary about death?”
Is it losing your beloved or is it dying unloved?
Is it dying unhappy, or is it their happiness that you're dead?
Is it being unappreciated or is it the fact that you're alive but never existed?
Tell me! Why is death so scary?
Because I am willing to be frightened, I am willing to sacrifice
I am willing to hold my breath a hundred times
And bury myself underneath a sycamore tree
Where no one else can think of me
I wanna die unhappy, so they could feel my grief
I wanna die unloved so they could pity themselves in guilt
I wanna die unappreciated so they could realize my effort
I wanna die like I was there but never existed, so I’d be missed
Though hopefully I die happy to be in peace
To die loved because I was in love
To die appreciated, because I was kind enough for the world
To die as if I still exist, so I would not be missed
This is how I want to die
To die happy
To die in love
To die appreciated like everyday existed