NO MONUMENT
I don't want a mansion,
I don't want a name.
I don't need a statue
To remember all my pain.
I've carried this heart
For so many years…
And I'm tired of smiling
When nobody sees the tears.
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I've been strong for everybody,
Who was strong enough for me?
I've been hiding all my battles
In the places no one sees.
Every dream I used to carry
Started feeling like a chain.
Every road I thought would save me
Led me deeper into rain.
I don't want the lights,
I don't want the fame.
I don't need tomorrow
To remember my name.
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Maybe hope got tired of waiting,
Maybe heaven lost my street.
I've been looking for a reason
Just to make it through the week.
Every morning asks the question,
"Can you do this one more day?"
I keep searching for an answer
I don't know how to say.
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When I'm gone, don't build a monument,
Don't carve my name in stone.
Don't tell the world you knew me
When you never knew my soul.
Let the rain erase my footprints,
Let the wind forget my face.
I don't need to live forever,
I just want to leave no trace.
No monument…
Just let the silence take my place.
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I had fire once, I swear it,
I had music in my chest.
I believed the world was waiting
For the best of who I'd be.
Then the years became much heavier,
And the laughter lost its sound.
I learned how to say "I'm fine"
With my whole heart breaking down.
Mama said, "Son, keep believing,"
But belief became a fight.
I prayed until my voice grew tired,
Still I couldn't find the light.
And the ones I called my brothers
Had their reasons when they left.
Now I keep my deepest sorrow
Where nobody can reach it.
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Maybe I'm not scared of darkness,
Maybe I'm afraid of dawn.
When you've carried pain for years,
You forget what hope feels like.
I've been carrying this silence
Like a suitcase full of stones.
Funny how a crowded room
Can still make a man feel alone.
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When I'm gone, don't build a monument,
Don't carve my name in stone.
Don't tell the world you knew me
When you never knew my soul.
Let the rain erase my footprints,
Let the wind forget my face.
I don't need to live forever,
I just want to leave no trace.
No monument…
Just let the silence take my place.
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No flowers.
No speeches.
No stories dressed in gold.
No strangers saying,
"He was destined for more."
I don't want a headline.
I don't want a crown.
I don't want somebody finding
All the words when I'm not around.
I only wanted someone
To notice I was fading.
Someone to sit beside me
Before the silence took the conversation.
Maybe that's the cruelest part…
I wasn't asking to be famous.
I was asking to be found.
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I crossed the vale of living
With my head beneath the rain.
Carried every broken piece
And called it by my name.
If the years erase my footsteps,
Let the morning have its way.
Don't turn my scars into a story,
Don't romanticize my pain.
Let the house forget my footsteps,
Let the window lose my face.
Let the dust fall on the photograph,
Let the world continue on its way.
And if somebody asks about me,
You don't have to say a word.
I was just another lonely soul
Who wondered if he was heard.
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When I'm gone, don't build a monument,
Don't make a saint of me.
I was only someone hurting
Who forgot what hope could be.
Don't say I wanted glory.
Don't say I wanted fame.
I was only looking for a reason
To believe I'd be okay.
And if you see somebody breaking,
Don't wait until they're gone.
Sit beside them in the darkness,
Stay until the morning comes.
No monument…
No marble, no applause.
Just remember what a lonely heart
Can hide behind a smile.
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One empty chair by the window,
One old coat hanging there.
Morning poured across the room
Like somebody still lived there.
The photograph was face-down.
The garden swallowed the gate.
The rain erased the footprints
Before anyone could trace.
No legend.
No farewell.
No final words to keep.
Just an empty road disappearing
Into the blue-grey evening.
He crossed the vale of living
And asked the world for nothing.
Not a name.
Not a story.
Only—
"Did anybody hear me?"
And somewhere beyond the rain,
the road keeps fading from view.
The world keeps turning.
But for one brief moment…
the silence remembers him.