Master of Po-pets

By the end of the day, grieving along the way,

Po's my source of self-depression,
Veins that pump with tears, sucking life so clear,

Po was my only friend, my companion... 

Feel me you will see,

Love, is not what you need,

Figuring a way to, how to let you go...

Start crying harder!

I am the master!

My life grows weaker!

I am Po's master! Master!