When I Die

When I die...


I want no one to be shedding a single tear.
I want everyone to be happy.
I want no one to be wearing black and white.
I don't want people to cry because I died.
I want people to be happy because I lived.


I don't want to have a marching band.
They're weird and stupid and crazy.
I want my funeral song to be Owl City's Galaxies.
It really suites my final song.


I don't want anyone playing anything.
Though I don't want some peace and quiet
I don't want people playing cards or anything.
I don't want strangers entering into my house and play anytime they want.


During the last night, I don't want to be serenaded by crappy songs.
They don't make sense at all.
Sing to me all songs by Adam Young.
I will appreciate you for sure.


As much as possible, I want to be cremated.
I don't want people to cry, right?
I don't want them to look at my corpse.


After I am buried, I want everyone to live as if I was just on a very long vacation.
I want everything to be normal.
No superstitions done. No beliefs done.
They're stupid.


Gosh.




These will happen, hopefully, after 80 years.