No sound
No voices
I'm young
No choices
I'm lonely
I can't hear them
Should I love them?
Or should I fear them...
Just a kit
Nothing more
Hardly opened
Lifes heavy door
Hardly seen...
(Never heard)
Never utter
One single word
Just a kit...
I'm so young...
I can't hear you
I want to...
It's not fair
The air is cold
When torn from peace
Into clenching talons
High above the others
In hazy, new-leaf skies
My white fur
My pale blue eyes
Stained scarlet...
Stained with every moment
That I faded away
I didn't hear
Your cries of pain
You heard mine
Until my life
Dissapeared in time