((Noo! Plato XD I'm a Vicki/Plato shipper; let it be established. Hmm. Anyway, I was going to post this seperatly, but it's sort of in the same style... so, onward ho!))
No- That's SILLY!
I'm not so different from them;
The kittens they call gifted,
I just need to live these lies again,
To see how my 'soul' and 'life' have drifted.
I'm not so different from the rest,
They're just a little more sober,
I know they're better though, the best,
So let my lies be over.
Keep me here, by your side,
Where at least I can be me,
Take me away, on a ride,
If you don't, at least they'll see.
I'll keep watching you from here,
Til' the moons turns to the sun,
I'll keep watching you with her,
And I'll try to be a little more fun.
Look! They try to care about me,
They try to at the very least,
Call me cute things like 'Cettie',
A long bit ago my lie should've ceased.
I can be different, like them, I guess,
But how that would feel, heaviside knows,
I could start to wear... a dress!
No, that's silly. I don't wear clothes.
See! Look there! She's showing through,
This lie of a girl I keep outside,
Now I'll be quiet, glum and blue,
And try to leave her behind in a single stride.
I could try, anway, I really could...
If I only wanted to.
What's the use of fighting her-I know I would...
No, I wouldn't, I'd just give into...
Etcetera
(See, she can be emo, too! Mrrph, that was really bad. Oh well, maybe the next one will be better. Off to be with me!)