Wow. This is my what… third story on here? And here I was, thinking that I would only be able to do one.
Lys: Yeahhhh…. Uh-HUH.
Me:Yup. Third up.
Music plays in my head
Waking me up
For another day of torture
Knowing that they know
That they can see
Right through me
The day slips through my fingers
Like water through the sand
They don't talk to me
Don't speak
Not to me
She
My secret love
Comes to me
Comforts me
He
My everlasting partner
Stands there
Unruffled
Unsmiling
Pushing me away
"The destroyer of time"
They call me
"The one with the weird eye"
They say behind my back
"The white-haired, cursed mongrel"
All names of mine
But at the same time
Not
Me
Not who
I am
Not who
I will become
Me
Is hidden in my work
In my real name
Not in "moyashi"
Not in "Exorcist"
In my name
Allen Walker.