October 1, 2004
I WAS A PUPPET
So you are dead,
I still cant believe its true.
I know how you felt about me,
But my feelings were not the same about you.
I didn't love you like you had loved me,
Although you didn't deserve to die, not so drastically.
It was destiny that you had to die,
I feel so low.
Cause if he didn't kill you,
I would have done so.
Controlled then I couldn't be,
I was his puppet.
Clear then I couldn't see,
I thank you my dear friend.
I took the glory,
But it was you who saved us in the end.
I avenged your death,
And we saved the world.
But I didn't feel any better,
Your killer was right a puppet I am.
I want to cry but my eyes don't get any wetter,
I have no happy emotions left, but that of regret and despair.
Like my friends would tell me life just isn't fair,
I hate my life and I want to die.
Perhaps just to be at your side,
Now im confused I said I didn't love you and now I say this.
But that's not me talking that is one of my friends from soldier,
I took his way of life to make mine seem less colder.
I realize now it was he who loved you and not me,
It couldn't have worked out between us.
It was just never meant to be,
What is this sliding down my face? Is it a tear?
Farewell my dear friend,
I'll come back again to see you.
Same time, same place, next year.
