Somedays I feel like I am too tired to wake up.

  Somedays I feel like I am too tired to cry.

  Somedays I feel like I want to die.

  But I always wake up.

  I always cry.

  I always see the day where the sun shines.

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  And when I hold back my tears,

  My throat closing and choking me for the thought, the utter of weakness,

  My hands shaking and nose sniffling like some stray,

  I hope people will remember me for making them feel like something instead of nothing.

  I hope people remember me as the one who remembered.

  The one who always worked hard.

  The one who had talent and used it.

  The one who just didn't want to die.

  The one who convinced themselves that they wanted to die, so that they wouldn't have to keep waiting.

  And when that day comes, I hope someday, someone will remember that crying and death and being nothing isn't a weakness.

  It is just when you are too strong for too long.

  Until you can't take it anymore.