Just by this kind of me being alive, Why's it that you smile so? With you smiling like that, It'd be nice if there were no more Reasons for me to say goodbye even if I were sad or wanted to vanish. The part when this kind of me had vanished, Hundreds of millions of people wouldn't change; With something that would stop me, though, I wouldn't be able to laugh with that kind of a face. 
~~Self-Inflicted Achromatic