The Evil of Zutara
There is no hope
For I hate the world.
I always have
I always will
But why does it feel like a lie
A lie unbeknownst to all but myself?
I know the answer
But I daren't admit it.
Not to you
Nor to myself.
Yet the longing remains;
I'll always wish.
It is love.
Unrequited love
Never fulfilled
Never complete
Because he cannot see me
He will never come.
He gives me pain
Like a thousand of my own daggers
When he leaves
When he walks away
So he'll never know
What I feel.
There is much longing
Within my heart.
I want his love
I want his trust
But I cannot possess it
For it belongs to another.
That devious girl
Who took him away
So beautiful with her charm
So pitied in her strife
He fell for her so subtly
I could not sense it.
Yet I sometimes dream
That he will come for me
It'll never happen
He'll never leave her
Like he left me
When he changed.
He left me a note
And killed my dead soul
Like I didn't exist
Like I was but a shadow
Now I'm beginning to think
It was true.
I can't deny the fact
That I'm forever falling
I am emo
I am hopeless
Because of that evil...
Zutara.