What will happen when I am gone
Will people miss my silent songs
Of love and life and heart's despair
Of how no one ever cared
Of monsters and mythology
Of myself and I and me
What will happen when I change
Myself so I won't be so strange
Wear makeup and cut my hair
Wear my jeans with massive tears
Wear earrings and do my brows
What will they think of me now?
