For a time I wondered,
why God did this to me?
My life was in a blunder,
all that I was sundered
under the sun I was never allowed to see.
My father was a pastor,
was it God's nasty trick to play on me?
Take the life of a human
to survive as my body sparkled like a lumen
under the sun I was never allowed to see.
I traveled,
never staying in one place for too long
when I found myself in Italy.
There I met three masters,
Masters of The Volturi,
and everything else under the sun I was never allowed to see.
Henceforth, I left the men I grew to call friends,
to a land across the sea.
I was a doctor
and so I knew the new settlements needed me.
I grew lonely under the sun I was never allowed to see.
Years later, it was in Chicago that I met a boy,
who was dying of a disease.
With his mother's plea,
I did everything in my power,
but unlike I had hoped, the medication began to cower.
So I changed him and made him loyal to me,
loyal to me and everything under the sun we were never allowed to see.
I grew to love this boy,
like my father loved me.
This child became my world,
he became the son I knew he'd be.