It's time,
oh yes, it's time.
I can feel the pull
on my body.
I feel a sense of peace,
of freedom,
of relaxation and
of a chuck of the the weight
that has held onto me,
be lifted off my shoulders.
But I don't think
that I've lived my life
to the very end.
I feel like I still have
much more to live!
What will my family,
and my loved ones,
do if I leave?
What will they do
if I leave them behind?
How on earth
will they survive?
I know it's time,
time for me to go,
but I don't think
that I'm ready to go.
I don't want
to leave my family,
they mean everything
to me, everything!