You never show any kind of emotion. It's like you have only one expression, and it's the scowl I see on your face every time I look at you.
It makes me so sad.
Nevertheless, I glare back at you with the same hatred. And the next thing I know is, we're fighting again. My shoes clashing against your swords.
From time to time, when we're fighting, the look on your face changes. But it really isn't that much different.
The same loathing radiates from your eyes as you cross your swords to stop my kick.
It makes me so sad.
Can't you smile at all?
Sometimes, I manage to catch you from the corner of my eye, and I see you smiling. You're talking to Luffy, or Chopper, or even Nami, even though you claim that you hate her.
Still, even when it's "the cursed wench", you smile. So, you can smile. Just not for me.
It makes me so sad.
The look of anger is something I'm used to confront when I'm talking to you. Whatever it is, even if I'm just telling you to come and eat, you glare at me with genuine anger. Like I had somehow offended you. I try to pick my words so that I wouldn't just piss you off. Seems that I'm unable to do so.
It makes me so sad.
I never manage to cause anything but negative emotions in you. The looks you give me are always anything but pleasant.
So why is it so, that the first time I see something else than hatred in your eyes, is also the last time?
It makes me so god damn sad.
You never talk to me in a civil way. It's like you have only one tone, and it's the one I hear every time you talk to me.
It makes me so mad.
When you talk to me like that, throwing insults at me, I can't help but snap. And I grab two of my swords and we're fighting again. For no real reason at all.
Once or twice, when we're fighting, you say something different. Something you didn't mean to say.
Nevertheless, I think that you're just messing with me, and I slash my swords with even more ferocity than before.
It makes me so mad.
Can't you say anything else at all?
A few times I've noticed you talking with your precious girls, the usual enthusiasm taking over your way of speaking. And no swearing.
You can even talk to Usopp without rude insults being your every other word. Talking to "the long-nosed idiot" doesn't make you lose your temper. It's me who makes you angry.
It makes me so mad.
The anger and the hatred are some things that I'm used to hear when even when I'm just in the same room with you. It's like just the thought of me breathing the same air as you do, is pissing you off. I can only scowl back at you with the same force as you talk shit about me. There's nothing else I can do.
It makes me so mad.
I never get anything but insults and snide comments from you. You never say anything pleasant to me.
So why is it so, that the first time you say something to me without cursing me and my entire being, is also the last time?
It makes me so fucking mad.
