I'm trying to learn.
I'm trying to be the best.
I'm trying to make everyone happy.
I'm trying to help the villagers.
I'm trying to show everyone that girls can do everything boys can.
I'm trying to improve my art.
I'm trying to make mom and dad proud.
I'm trying to understand.
I'm trying.
But I'm failing.
I'm falling.
The pit comes ever closer.
The night presses around me, cutting off my shouts for help.
The void swallows me.
I turn.
I turn to the other side.
The side, that has no tries.
I stop trying.
I fail, and I get punished.
But do they seriously think that will stop me?
It won't change anything.
I'm part of it.
The other side.
It's become a part of me.
The night is evil now, instead of comforting and shielding.
Everyone knows that girls can't succeed in this world.
The villagers scorn me.
Everything crumbles around me.
And I do nothing to stop it.
I can't stop it.
I'm a part of the other side now.
It's a part of me.
I'm alone.
I'm alone.
I cry out as I realize what I've become, but this is all I know now.
Tears spill.
Hearts break.
But I'm alone.
And I'm a part of the other side.
I can never escape.
