when i die
i want to die in color
i want the world to look beautiful
so people focus on the flowers
and not on my dying breaths

when i go to heaven
i want to go there quietly
so nobody else notices
one more spirit coming home

when people cry for me
i want someone to be there for them
so they aren't filled with pain
over their 'big bear' disappearing

i was going to leave some day
so why not make it today
a colorful spring day
will be soiled with unworthy blood

and i will die in color.