The End.

Did I do enough in this world?

Did I make my mark?

Did I laugh enough?

Did I love enough?

Have I even been living this entire time?

Have I just been going through the motions and wasting the days.

Will this be painful?

Will I be strong?

Is this really the end?

Or is this all just wrong.

It's time to go, time to say goodbye.

This is not how I wanted things to end,

I do not want to die.

The End.