Will you be my friend?

I know that all your movements not your own. You rip that damned soul right out of the chest, With rage you`ll hiss through teeth: “morons, go away…” And violently throw the source of control in the cell. I know, you`re angry now, I know I can`t… I can`t change lifes of others as I desire. But please, try to look from the other side of screen. I can`t keep it together there, I`m tired. There`s only harsh reality in player`s life, There`s no monsters, dark worlds or any magic. I want some friends, that`s why I play the game. Is it not sounding a little tragic…? That`s why though I laugh at jokes, I pity you. But again through guilt I turn on the console. I wrap the control strings around you. And yet again and again I play your role. Believe me, I never wanted to rule lifes. I never wanted to remove you from your body. I only crave to be there, by your side. I wish to be in “Lancer`s Fan Club” party. We went through lots of fights, but what is wrong? We spared all the enemies, wait, no, I get it. Giving freedom to that puppet, we haven`t done the same to you. I know, I know you`re desperate… Please, let us change it, let`s be together. Let`s be together in this fight. I only plead for one thing, take me out of here! And then we will stand side by side. I`ll wait until I wake up in your world, I`ll be so happy, that`s the torment`s end. I`ll find you and greet you with the guilt, I`ll ask you: “Kris, will you be my friend?”