Why am I the one with this curse;
This inescapable fate?
Who am I under all these years
Of past lives?
Why can't I see the world
Like other do?
Why can't I experience life
Like everyone else?
Who am I?
Who is this person
Staring back at me?
With those air marks
And brown eyes,
Why can't I be the person
I want to be?
When others look at me
What do they see?
What do they feel
When they see a 12 year fighting for them?
Why me?
Why am I chosen
For this fight;
For this very existence?
Why does it seem
That I am alone?
Why don't I fell glad
That I can help save the world?
Why don't people understand?
Why can't they take
a look through my eyes?
When I woke, everything
Has change.
Gone the world I once knew.
Gone the people I once loved.
Now I am here wondering
All the while as people pass me by.
Where have
all the feelings gone?
Why has all the laughter ceased?
Why do they look at me
When their hope is gone?
Why can't I handle this?
Why do I doubt?
Why? Why?
Why me?