we all want to be remembered, we all want someone to say kind words once we are gone. we want tears to be spilled and for love ones to miss us. Im no different, i want those things and it lingers in my mind. when I am gone so will all my hopes, dreams, fears and nightmares. No one will knows those strange thoughts i had when i was 16 because those memories will be gone. The reasons why i did what i did will slip away to the unknown like billion other thoughts lost every day when people from this world to whatever is waiting for us. Dust is all we will be someome and that thought scares me.