Statue

STATUE When I die build a statue of me So you’ll never feel alone Make my body an empty shell of glass See though to the real me Give me a light bulb for a brain And a heart made of fools gold Glue tiny feather butterflies in my stomach And fill my legs with concrete So this time I’ll stay Let my hair be silk And braid it like we used to Like ends of a friendship bracelet That never broke My lips should be two rolled up poems So I’ll always have something to say Lastly fill my lungs with air From the place I was born So my first and last breaths will be the same When I die build a statue of me So I’ll be beautiful and strong