My name is Elizabeth

And I have a voice.

I know what happened

I know it wasn't fair.

Life

it's not fair

at least

that was what I was told.

--

My name is Leroy

And I have a voice

I have a hurting heart

I have wants

and needs

but mostly wants

What do I want

That is so strong

that it's actually a need?

--

My name is Adam

And I have a voice

In this life-

take-aways seem common

To take away a heart

To take away a soul

give it to the gods

to Hephaestus

my blood.

Just took it away

--

My name is Andrea

And I have a voice

I may be young

Too young

but yet I am very old

Younger in body

older in soul

fear cannot be changed

memories stay the same

Some memories

the worst memories

are ones that happen too soon

Daughter of light

Daughter of sun

Daughter of Apollo

--

My name is Cody

And I have a voice

Did you know

Well, you probably do.

That Dionysus is the wine god?

I think

I got that question wrong

on the test

Turns out

that Dionysus

is my dad.

--

My name is Josie

and I have a voice

I think.

It's dark in my life

but here it is darker.

Daughter of darkness

Daughter of Atlas

A titan.

I am dark

unwanted

empty

why

why me?

--

My name is Mario

And I have a voice

I know

What is wrong is wrong

and what is right

is right.

I know the querks of life

Even thought I don't have to deal

with them anymore.

Ares

god of strength.

Seems as if

I am completely opposite of that

but still...

--

My name is Melissa

And I have a voice

I want to be loved

To be nurtured

and cared for

but I can't

I can't get out of here.

Nobody can.

I am trapped.

Hermes- my father

He did this

I know he did

It's all his fault.

--

My name is Adelle

And I have a voice

I have a dream

but sometimes

dreams don't come true

Songs are just words

put into tune

I can't dream here

but I still have hopes

hopes for me

hopes for my family

hopes for others, too.

Apollo

my father

the one in the clouds

my dreams venture with him

and the big clue sky

I feel

up there

I feel the wind

rushing through my hair

yes

dreams to exist

in my world, at least.

--

We are the innocent

and we have a voice

We had the power

but we had no choice.

Our world tumbled down on us

and we know why

but so simply.

We have questions

We need answers.

We all have different questions

that need to be asked

but there is one question

we all share

we all want answered

that question-

that vital answer

is this

our question is this.

"Why, Mommy?"

A/N- Okay, the reason I didn't do an age two is because it would be too much like Andrea's story. This may be the last chapter, but I am still writing more fics. I have a poll on my profile page, please check it out. So please, thanx for reading and REVIEW!