Rejoice my departure

When I die,
Please do not cry.
As I fly over the top,
Listen to me, then stop.
I was not a good father,
Also not a friendly brother.
I was the worst husband one could be,
I should be ashamed of me.
Not an able son to parents,
Always remained to them as errant.
Also failed miserably as a friend,
I couldn't help anyone in the end.
My colleagues were critical of me,
That is what it was supposed to be.
So, rejoice my departure,
As I no longer will make anyone bother