• If I die who would cry?
    What’s the measure of pain
    My family would gain?
    Would they cry, weep,
    scream, or sleep?
    Must I be so selfish on this?
    After all it’s me they’d miss.
    What would happen to my friends?
    How could they live after my life ends?
    Surely, I must think about this
    After all it’s me they’d miss.
    But would they give a damn
    And wonder where I am?
    Heaven or Hell do I go?
    I guess they’ll never know.
    I prayer that Lord forgive me
    Because I stole my life so easily.
    I robbed any family and any friend
    Of a love that wasn’t supposed to end.
    Cuz it was my life not theirs
    And I had said who cares…
    Who would care about me?
    When I die I’ll never see.
    So here’s a message to others.
    To all my sisters and brothers.
    That life’s too good to give away.
    And never to see another day.
    Don’t be selfish or unkind.
    And leave pain for them to find.
    I wish I could go back time.
    Where this pretty voice could rhyme.
    Where I can open my eyes and see
    All those smiles smile upon me.
    As I play and laugh and live.
    And my heart is still to give.
    Where I can be too happy to care
    What kind of troubles are there
    And not to ask “if I die…”
    For if I did all would cry.