Look at me now

I don't want to see you.

I don't want to speak to you.

But I want you to see what I've become.

I don't want to remember you, see your face every time I close my eyes.

You haunt my dreams, follow me through sleep and waking.

You abandoned me. Why?

Wasn't I good enough?

Wasn't I Strong enough?

I want to forget the butterflies trapped on your walls, captured, imprisoned, unable to fly away.

I want to forget the pain you caused me, the scars that ripped my soul apart, leaving the tatters of it exposed to the world.

You stole my innocence, my dignity, my childhood.

Your presence tormented my life.

But look at me now.

I'm strong now.

I have a friend now.

I'm an artist now.

You're not in my life now.

My life is better now.

I have Ritsuka now.

But I have one question for you.

Sensei, why did you give me away?