When it's the end

When it's the end will I know it or not
Will it say hi or hello or ignore me a lot

When it's the end can I take but a moment
To gather my things, my thoughts, and what not

When it's the end will it get dark or real bright
I hope I don't have to go down with a fight.

Will it hurt in the end or will it come quiet
A smile on the face or a grimace to go

I wonder a loud if I'll see it come forth
I wonder a loud if I'll know what it is