The puppet looked up at the breaking world
The broken shards it was trying to hold
The glass reflected the happiness that was before
But the smiles were hurting the puppet so much more.

The voice echoed as the shadow muttered
The words from within, feelings that were shattered
Gripped with despair, loneliness and fear
Those phrases, the puppet will forever hear.

The story of the two slowly fading
As time passed by the memories slowly ceasing
Hearts trying to find what was lost in the past
Remembering everything while the feelings still last.

In the world steadily collapsing,
You can hear the troubled sighs. 
In the world gradually decaying, 
Tears filled the puppet's eyes. 
In the world slowly breaking, 
All the sounds were composed of lies. 
In the world slowly crumbling
Everything turned into goodbyes.