Author note: This is my first fanfic. I actually wrote other things at as the red butterfly. I hope it's not too bad. This is a poem dealing with Folken's character.
You are many things
Being able to understand complicated formulas and ideas
Yet can't see the simple, basic truths of life
Your master had spared your earthly life
Yet he is draining your soul from the moment you were spared
You rose above the challenges of being flawed
Yet you are still drowning in your guilt, shame and fear of rejection
You worked for your highest and noblest wishes to come to reality
Yet none of them ever come true, at least not how you wanted them
Your wishes and dreams are noble
Yet they're tainted by guilt and shame
Alive you may be
Yet your spirit have died in your transgressions
Youth you may have now
Yet you are one day closer to passing on
Closer to facing God
What will God do with you
Seeing that you played God by controlling Fate
Refusing to take off your rose-colored glasses
To see for who your master really is and for who you are