I'm not some one you can just use like a rag-doll. I'm human and I'm pretty sure I have a soul to call my own. I never lied about my feelings for you, but you really don't give a rat's behind because I'm behind your mind, never in your eyes. I'm gone, *poof*, just vanished in to thin air like Plankton being flicked out of Mr. Crab's nose hair. I'm a funny dude, right? But I had my soul taken away. Ask me how I'd rather die. Go ahead don't be ashamed. 'Cause to tell you the truth - I'm already dead.