When The Light Shines on Me

 When the time comes for the light to shine above my body to take me up amongst the clouds...

Don't show up to my farewell with cameras,

Don't force tears to fall down your cheeks,

Don't share the little good times we apparently shared,

Don't call me your brother, son, or your friend...

But call back those times that I had reached out to you and the many times you despised to hear from my side.

Recall the times that you gave me solitude after voicing out slight interest in helping me out.

And don't you dare speak on my behalf just because I'm dead...

Rather, speak on your side to explain to my lifeless body why you did such things to me.