I'm no "Super Man." I'm more like a "super scam."
I rushed through, neglecting the help I received.
People say I'm a hero, but I know I'm a sham.
I'm just a kid. A kid who's na´ve.
The monsters out there were irking.
They deceived me, like a graceful and sly swan.
I ignored you, lost you, and tricked you, like a puppet on a string.
I'm sorry, JOHN
Though you were distinct, but boring,
You made guides, maps, and letters, all of them you compose.
You were a mysterious girl; I envied your soaring.
I'm sorry, ROSE
You were the most special in my eyes.
I never had the chance to bid you sweet dreams on the bed you laid.
I was in distress, thinking you were in a coma and would never rise.
I'm sorry, JADE
All of my friends, I have let down.
But there is one more I regret losing.
It troubles me, I can't help but frown.
It was you Bro, the one who was amusing.
You were my guide, my idol, my leader.
You took me under your wing, like a crow.
You were unreadable, with the poker face of a mind reader.
I love you. . . BRO