Fragile as glass,
You were too good to be true,
When I thought out there,
Was someone like you.

As grace as possible,
You move very quickly,
Acting like a real leader,
And the chances of failure are unlikely.

With no physical evidence,
that someone's like you,
But since you're just fiction,
I still believe this truly anew.

Practice makes perfect,
But nobody's perfect,
So why practice?

Leaving your lovely comments,
written in red,
seems so intimidating,
until it is read.

Lying to others,
so we don't get in trouble,
being a bad influence,
but keeps us from being rubble.

Giving your support,
so the teams will have envy,
and working together as a team,
we still winning competitions, greatly.

I know nothing matters,
I know I won't see the light,
I'll just stand up from my seat,
And I'll give up the fight.

They try to bring me back,
Telling me not to give up,
I wonder why they're optimistic,
Their mouth I cannot shut.

I want to slap some sense into them,
We're all gonna die someday,
Why need friends?
They can't be with us anyway.

In the end,
We're all alone,
Without some company,
Everything I'll disown.

The bright smile,
That hides the depression inside

Fragile as glass,
You were too good to be true,
When I thought out there,
Was someone like you.

As grace as possible,
You move very quickly,
Acting like a real leader,
And the chances of failure are unlikely.

With no physical evidence,
that someone's like you,
But since you're just fiction,
I still believe this truly anew.