They are with them.
Wiht me left alone.
The lights areon but there is no one at home.
They are with Them.
Living in hamony, peace and posperity.
Why is it so hard to find one's true friends with Them around.
Is it something that they have and we don't.
Oh, the lights are fading.
Its time.
For me.
To go.
Why is it so hard to see the true lights that shine?
Is it too bright to see the true us instead of Them.
If not,
Why are they following Them around.
It seems that they have Them for company.
So they only need Them and not us?
Is this true?
Oh, the lights are fading.
Its time.
For me.
To go.
Author: Me
Inspiration: Chobits
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