I read a blog post just a second ago,
asking what would you really do if you knew,
you didn’t long have before you go.
Think about it, what would you do?
I thought about some songs I heard,
how they went and did everything on their list,
went sky diving, gave their mean boss a word,
How they danced, laughed and kissed.
I almost put that answer down,
but would I really do that?
No, because the things about myself that I’ve found,
will not change at the swing of a bat.
I will still be my boring old self.
I will still go to work and smile at every customer,
I will still log every account on the shelf,
I will still call my boss sir.
I will still go home and talk with my family
I will laugh at my siblings jokes and smile.
I will still open my laptop to study
and live as if I won’t die for a good long while.
In the end a cruel word will mean nothing to me,
in the end any unfairness I’ve suffered matters not,
in the end I want people to remember that I was happy
I want people to remember the battles I’ve fought.
I would want my death to be a looking-glass
she fought her head all her life and died happy in the end.
I should definitely not like to pass
without being a good sibling, daughter, person, and friend.
So I guess, I will smile at work today,
I guess I will smile at home today,
I guess I will do my best today,
Because what if this is my last today?