wear white to my funeral

in the back of mind,
where i was born
where i will die

all my friends,
celebrating
my family pallbearers

every other day,
a funeral for
an old side of me

i can't help it,
every other day i find
a new side of me

deep inside of me,
a writhing pit of despair
beside the highest cliff of ecstasy

wear white to my daily funeral,
and leave the decor dark
so you stand out with the angels and i