Burn My Body. It was Never Mine To Begin With  

When I die take in mind I lived life smiling.  
Taking risk and making mistakes.  
Remember I was far from being perfect.
I was always a constant work in progress.  
I was always trying to live with no regrets on my chest.  
 
When I die, I will probably die young.  
With a smile on my cold face.  
Staring out into the east  
Waiting for the rising sun,  
Which I would probably never see.  
 
When I die leave poems at my grave.  
Write me letters with your fondest memories.
Seal them with sun flowers.
And remember I will always be with you in spirit.  
 
When I die  
don't cry for me.  
Just smile.