I've had the request to do this for a long time,
I finally accomplished my request of myself,
if you're reading this; every step leading up to it,
when according to my plan of suicide,
I know it may not be easy to accept that I'm gone,
but you can't bring back the dead; I'm gone forever,
I wouldn't want to come back even if things were different,
I know I was never a good liar; yet it seems I fooled everyone,
everyone believed I was so happy; so cheerful and delightful,
the dying of my insides seemed to come out in laughter,
the girl everyone believed was me; was merely a facade,
one of the many faces of me; played act in a role called life,
I've committed the ultimate suicide; my body will be creamed,
lay my ashes at the bottom of the Rocky Mountains,
talk to the wind as if I was standing right there in front of you,
I tried to be everything everyone wanted me to be,
but the truth is I got sick of living up to everyone's expectations of me,
so this is my last note to the world; my last writing before my death,
I bet everyone is wondering why I'm just doing this now,
I'm doing it because there's nothing left of me to be,
nothing left to impress myself or anybody else with,
please don't cry over my death; just throw a party,
remember all the good times; good memories when I was happy,
and I'll be watching over you; until the day you can come,
see and share heaven with me too.
