how will i do it
when will i do it
maybe soon
maybe later
will i be awake
will i be asleep
will i laugh
will i weep
will it be hurt
will i scream
will i be calm
like in a dream
will i be upset
will i be mad
will i be happy
or be sad
will it be fast
will it be slow
will it be easy
will anyone know
but
when its over
and im not there
will i be missed
will anyone care
I care too. Again, well written. The first line doesn't rhyme, but it might not be a bad thing. I had to read it again to make sure.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i feel for you. i understand fully. mean of times i have been upset and considered death, but that thought, will people even notice, will anyone miss me, just makes me want to make a bigger impact before i die ;) good poem.