What are we,
But disgusting things,
Thrown back in to the tangle?
When we fall,
How many points do we receive?
What are we worth?
Who knows?
If there was an answer
We can't remember.
It feels like we've been hanging here
In this web forever
But still...
Here we are
Spiders on the web,
Together.
Pray tell
What purpose do we serve?
The eight-legged sister
To a goddess,
Who can only show up to scare Ponyville
But still...
We're not weak like them and
We won't die like them and
We're not like them
We are alone,
But still...