I Was Here
I want my life to mean more than just some girl's pulse.
More than an annual date.
Something Powerful....
Something worth living for.
I want to make a difference.
When I'm away do people realize?
Do they remember my importance when they're in need?
Or only when they see my face......?
Now I don't want to be used or manipulated.
I just want to be needed selflessly.
I want my absence to be recognized and not preferred.
Not to stop everyone from living...
But just enough to make a comment.
And share a memory...
Smile with a pure heart when someone says my name.
Love who I am unconditionally.
Did I make a difference?
When I left did you realize?
Did my fragrance linger?
Was the room less bright without my smile?
Do my jokes still make you laugh?
Tell me if you remember that I was here....