Sometimes I feel bad for Ozai, even though I loathe him. I can't imagine anyone can be that heartless to stop caring about a child, even as they rationalize away their cruelty. I want to give Ozai a more human face, because only then can I hate him for what he did. He reminds me of the saying, we are not punished for our sins, but by them. Today is the 8th anniversary of my parents splitting and the toughest times of my life begining. I'd like to think that getting my sadness out this way is helpful. Misery loves company and the way I feel today, hurt and broken, I think I almost find pity for Ozai. Almost. Dedicated to my father.
Sometimes
Sometimes I think I hear you
Waiting for me at the door
Sometimes I think I hear you
Sweet little child who I adore
Sometimes I think you'll come to me
When I call out your name
Sometimes, I remember you
I wonder if you do the same
Sometimes, I wonder if you hate me
For what duty made me do
Sometimes, I wish things were different
Though the fault still lies with you
Sometimes I forgot what I did
And I wonder where you are
Sometimes I wish you were with me
Though you have been sent so far
Sometimes at night, I search for you
Though I know you won't be there
Sometimes I wish I could be weak
And tell you that I still care
Sometimes I realize the toll
Of a life with a heart of stone
Sometimes I look around at court
And realize I am alone
Sometimes I fear the anger inside
And regret the things I've done
Sometimes I long for the comfort
Of a brother and a son
Sometimes I think I'm going mad
But this I'll never tell
Always, I'll present a strong front
Living in a golden self created hell