Fukanzen - By Galm |
Trapped between two worlds Both familiar, yet belonging to neither Fate has dealt you a cruel hand, little one. Too old to be a child, Too young to be an adult- What at first seems like a blessing Is at heart nothing more than a curse. Those who think otherwise Do not grasp your pain; They haven't heard you crying, They haven't seen your tears. Every night I hear you weeping quietly, Thinking no one hears Yet when the morning comes, You put on a brave face But you can't hide the sorrow in your eyes Eyes that have seen too much, too soon. Never doomed to grow old, Never allowed to grow up- What, then, does the future hold for you? It's said that Innovators live forever... That's a damned lie. For your eyes reveal... Part of you is already dead.
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