They... can do anything
They are super-people made by people
They can be prettier than the real thing
They can be smarter than the real thing
They can be whatever people want them to be
Whatever people can dream of
When the people saw their creation, they thought that their dreams had come true
But then... people forgot their dreams
And in time, they invited people to share a new dream...
A dream they can't wake up from
But...
Is that the dream that people want?
Is that what happiness is?
They... were created to make people happy
But... are people truly happy being with them?
Is this city with no people truly happy?
I don't know
Because...
Happiness depends on the individual.
All people are different.
No two are the same.
What makes one person happy... might make another sad
People's souls come in all shapes and sizes
And as time goes on and a person grows, their soul can change
Their hopes and dreams can change
That's why... there isn't just one type of happiness
Then... there must be a way that I can be happy too
That is what we all want, isn't it
To find the person just for you, to find your own happiness...
That would be wonderful, wouldn't it?
