Disclaimer: Don't own Digimon

Disclaimer: Don't own Digimon. This is a little poem from Oikawa's point of view. The title seemed oddly appropriate, and no, it's not misspelled.

Bitterfly

I'm sorry

To everyone standing here and beyond

I know it doesn't mean too much now

Seeing how much pain I've caused

Seeing what I've done to you and the Digimon

But it's all I can give

Besides my heart and soul to heal the damage to a world

That I've always wanted to see

I was a Digi-destined a long time ago

Back in the days when I had the choice of happiness

When I was a child with dreams of my own

I remember having a Digimon

I remember he was a butterfly

The colors of a prism

The spirit of a joyful child helping him fly

I remember I, too, could fly as long as we were together

But like many others

Like the children standing helplessly around us now

I let myself fall from grace

I was pulled away from my dreams by sadness

By a bitterness within that ate at me

I didn't need a dark seed to make my Digimon leave

I did it all myself when I lost confidence in myself

When my optimism fell into depression

And that made me an easy target

To let evil grow within and harvest my anger

To make me who I am today

I was much like Ken

Caught in a moment of despair and pulled from the light

I was much like these children

Their feelings of inadequacy blooming strong

But I have no excuse anymore

So there is something I must tell you before I go

I know that you all forgive me

When Iori tried to help me I knew I was given a second chance

And you all had faith I would get well

I didn't want to, I didn't deserve to

I saw what I had done to the Digital World

What the evil inside of me had done to it

And I knew what I had to do

Which is why I am leaving for good

I'm sorry to have to leave my Digimon

Just when we found each other again

But this is what has to be done

Because it's a price I'm willing to pray

I remember the butterfly

And how he used to bring me light and life

I'd like to do the same to you and the Digital World

To right a wrong and soften the violence

But I don't think I'm a butterfly

I'm more of a… bitterfly

I hide my bitter secrets behind shining wings

I turn my darkness into a healing touch

Maybe you'll see me one day

Just a brief glimpse of ethereal wings flying by

Or maybe your children will catch me in their hands

Playful happiness dancing in their eyes at the living treasure

But whatever you see and whatever I do

Know that I am proud of you

Thankful that I have had the chance for redemption

Honored that I would have been a Digi-destined like you

And that this bitterfly

In all its glorious wonder

Has chosen this moment in time to spread its newborn wings

Shed its fading human form

And fly high on the hopes of children