so sad to see that an inspirational figure to me
has ceased to be,
where you went no one can say
but all I feel is sadness today!
Now you’re a hologram with no substance to show, and I know
for you to reappear you’ll have to sink low.
pay back the debt you stole
and find your missing soul,
Once a fan I was to you,
now everything I felt to be true,
feels hollow and cold, but
then why did dreams be told?