The Day of My Death
1 min readMay 18, 2018
On the day of my passing,
On the day that I die,
None will applaud
And few will cry.
On the day of my passing,
On the dank day that I die,
Some will think me friendly
And others call me shy.
On the day of my passing,
On that rainy day I die,
Some will say I barely lived
And few will wonder why.
On the day of my passing,
On that forgettable day that I die,
No one will celebrate
But very few will cry.