Oh, to go down in history,
What a dream that would be!

To be remembered by the world,
Not forgotten and alone.

Deep down I know that it's unlikely,
But oh, still I hope.

I'll live on in peoples memories and hearts,
Not just abandoned and defeated.

After I die,
Who's left to remember me?

Who's left to keep my experiences known?
I will be lost to all.

Make a mark on this world,
Make people believe.

In myself, and in themselves,
To know they can be who they want to be.

At least I can start small,
With the people I now know.

Make a difference in their lives,
And help them to succeed.

If at least one person knows the good I've done,
They can spread that good themselves.

Perhaps my name won't be remembered,
But at least they still know what I've tried to teach. 

Ehh not my favorite, but it was hard to explain my idea behind what this was meant to mean..

Ah, oh well..