I won't say I'm not afraid of death

Because then I'd be lying,

But it's not my death that scares me

It's my loved ones dying.

--

As soon as the thought of losing my parents

crosses my mind

All our periodic brawls suddenly seem trivial

And all the resentment's left behind

--

For even though I sometimes argue and assert

There'll be a time when all this would be long past recollection

A time when I'll be longing for just one more eternity

A time when I'll be craving their affection

--

And when comes the thought of losing my brother

I tell myself It's out of question

It's not that easy to get rid of him

Almost as probable as an apple harming your digestion

--

And I'll deny ever saying this

But, in fact, it's him I love the most

we're partners in crime for our business:

I attack while he clears the coast

--

And lastly, my best friends

Not afraid to say this, I love them to death

Who else would I run to when

life tires me out of breath

--

So no, I won't say I'm not afraid of death

because then I'd be lying

but it's not my death that scares me

it's my loved ones dying

Writer's note:

I'm honestly a very sensitive person. I cry easily. But at the same time it's very easy to please me. Which might be why I care a lot about others' opinions. I'd go to lengths to make them happy. And this trait is not always a good one. This poem is very close to my heart because while writing this, it taught me something very important. Our time here is short. And it's very important to realise the fact that we shouldn't waste it on the wrong people. People who don't even care about you. So surround yourself with people who love you, accept you. Not just tolerate you. And remember: It's not possible to please everyone. There will always be people who don't like you. But sometimes just a few is enough.

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