Just incase I don’t wake up again,

I want you to know that:

I was scared at first, scared that I’m

frightened of the light.

That I’m used to pain, not feeling

alright, and that I’m a lost star hiding

in the night.

Just incase, I want you to know that:

I was scared at first, scared that

happiness isn’t meant for me.

That everyone’s in the light except

for me, that I am my own family, and

the joke’s on me.

Just incase it ends for me, you should

know that I wished:

If only the truth wasn’t as bitter,

euphoric,

may I only die for the better.