My funeral... There's a day dedacated to me. A day to think about me, what I accomplished in life. A day when you gather everything you knew or wish to know about me. My funeral is where you meet all my friends, all my family and people I didn't even know. A day where even strangers say something nice about me. There's a day where no one nags about me getting a job. A day where I don't have to lie to make people feel better, or hold back because of the fragile human nature. My funeral is a day which I can call my own, a happy day to be selfish at.
I'll wait for my day to come and until then, I'll live for everyone else.
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