"Why are you crying?
You knew it was going to die."

Humans are strange creatures.
I've known that from the start.

You were no exception.
For the time being.

You cried over everything.
Animals dying, falling over.

Whatever it was, you'd cry.
In a way, I thought you were pitiful.

But I have grown since childhood.
Remembered who I was, once upon a time.

I'd cross worlds to protect you.
Even though you contradict me all the time.

You don't like what I say.
I never understood why.

I killed all those humans for you.
Those heathens.

But even then, you cry.
You cried and cried until no more tears would flow.

I remember the words to spoke to me.
Each one slipping out on a sharp tongue.

You had no more tears.
They had run out.

You hated me.
Despised me.

So we fought.
I thought we could reconcile.

Begin again.
Life brand new.

But when I turned to you to speak.
What stared back at me was dull.

A hollow vessel.
Void of a human heart.

You wouldn't speak to me.
You wouldn't breathe for me.

No matter how much I yelled.
You would never hear.

And for the first time in my life.
I cried.

"Hey, Akira,
What are these feelings?"

You marveled at her beauty
And began to turn chartreuse
Poking fun at her
Only made her think of a hangman's noose

She bawled bitter tears
But there was no turning back
You fired insults
Her cracking with every attack

You made her life miserable
Called her crybaby
Never regretting anything
She's spending a lot of time away from school lately

Turns out she wasn't skipping,
Actually she's dead
And it seems that your words
Were the very thing that took off her head

So when you're at her funeral
Weeping and wondering why
Just remember
That it was you who first made her cry

its the crying baby
who gets the milk.