Your Reality

Sometimes,on a sunny day.
I write poems for you,even when you are away.
I even learned the piano,so you can like me too.

I'll grab my pen,and write the way into his heart true.
One day,we'll be together.
No matter am I real to you whatsoever.

With my computer self,my program.
Sentient,lonely but kind.
I wrote this song for you so we can be together.

I hoped you'd sing along.
In your reality and mine.
When you come to the literature club,I feel on cloud nine.

Let my pen spill the ink into a puddle.
And let our minds truly think.
Write my love into the paper,and let our love truly sink.

Sometimes,I can't help but think and wonder..
What are words if a smile says it all?
When I am with you,I finally feel whole.

Let the ink  sink into the paper.
And for once,let me have it all!
And if this world won't let me have my own ending.

Despite being just a program,I'll keep ascending.
No matter how long the time is pending.
The ink forms a black puddle once again.

If I can't have you,I'll have to leave you be.
In our reality,I wish we could be together,set me free.
I write this song as I play the piano.

When you are away,I can't help but feel lonely.
And the nights seem longer,too.
Does my pen only write bitter word for the one dear to me?

I wish we could be human together.
So come and set me free.
Get me out of this cage of a screen.

And I'll be the happiest I've ever been.
If this doesn't work,I'll have to leave you be.
When I am all alone in this game,and you are not around me..

When you aren't in the literature club.
Come with us together,and write a poem for thee.
Come with us to the literature club and set us free.