Ice
And that mask of ice you're wearing
Well, it chills you to the bone
And the words they said that day to you
Won't ever leave you alone
Can't they see beyond the ice
See what makes you stand aside
Can't they see that you don't fear death
Cause you've already died
In this are green and blue united
In this our fates entwine
We are cold, emotionless, silent
Pretending we are fine
But the mask of ice, it shatters
With every tear you shed inside
A lonely boy is sheltered there
Forced by the war to hide
We are all old beyond our years
Emotionally scarred, insane maybe
All we want is peace or death
One way or the other, to be free
Free of sickening bloodied duty
Free of senseless, pointless war
Free to vanish from all notice
And to never be seen anymore
Be no more asked how we did what we have
Questioned, accused, bitterly cursed
And yet in one and the same glance
Pitied, forgiven and absolved
But you don't want the pity
That makes you feel too weak
And intensifies the inadequacy
That's shouted with every word you don't speak
You want to escape, well fine with me
But I'll bet you don't know what I will do
Cause wherever you go, whenever, however
I'll be right alongside of you
AN: well... my first GW-related work... and it's a poem *goes cross eyed* ~not~ what I was expecting... eh, ne ways, really up to you if you want to infer a deeper-than-stated relationship between the two (the two, of course, being Trowa and Heero). No real back-story to define who 'they' are, or what they said... not yet anyway ^_~ reviewing may well inspire one *hints* :p
