A/N: A poem sung from the five pilots' POVs. Here they're expressing doubts and some regrets over what they do, who they are...
Heero: I wish that I could cry,
While battling up in space so high.
But I can't, crying isn't something warriors can do.
What am I? A Gundam pilot, that's who.
Life's harsh to us pilots, but perhaps,
We'll make its, regardless of all the mishaps.
Duo: My smiles hide so many of my fears,
They cut at me like bright steel shears.
But I am Death, and should feel no doubt.
And maybe, Love is something I can go without.
But the real thing is, can't you see?
We really all need to be free.
Trowa: I wish I had someone who understood, someone who knew,
Just how much angst I always get from what I do.
My true self is never here, he's hidden beneath a mask so deep.
I want to have something that I can feel, a soul I can love and keep.
We stand here in the darkness, chilled to the bone.
Tears to be cried, and always so utterly alone.
Quatre: Its my fault many men lie quiet and dead.
Who knows many tears they had yet to be shed?
They say I'm a hero, but why doesn't anyone see?
I don't exactly need to live; to be.
We live on, while many are long gone from here.
For them, we must offer more than sympathy, or a tear.
WuFei: I wish I could take away this aching pain.
I feel it like knives falling upon me like a shower of rain.
It grows and cuts inside me like this tiny young seed.
Then again, I'm only human, of course I can bleed.
Sure we all have our regrets, and maybe want to turn back the clock.
But you know what? This is our Fate, its something we can't mock.
And yet, we'll keep on doing what we do best.
This is Life, and there's no such thing as rest.
Heero: I wish that I could cry,
While battling up in space so high.
But I can't, crying isn't something warriors can do.
What am I? A Gundam pilot, that's who.
Life's harsh to us pilots, but perhaps,
We'll make its, regardless of all the mishaps.
Duo: My smiles hide so many of my fears,
They cut at me like bright steel shears.
But I am Death, and should feel no doubt.
And maybe, Love is something I can go without.
But the real thing is, can't you see?
We really all need to be free.
Trowa: I wish I had someone who understood, someone who knew,
Just how much angst I always get from what I do.
My true self is never here, he's hidden beneath a mask so deep.
I want to have something that I can feel, a soul I can love and keep.
We stand here in the darkness, chilled to the bone.
Tears to be cried, and always so utterly alone.
Quatre: Its my fault many men lie quiet and dead.
Who knows many tears they had yet to be shed?
They say I'm a hero, but why doesn't anyone see?
I don't exactly need to live; to be.
We live on, while many are long gone from here.
For them, we must offer more than sympathy, or a tear.
WuFei: I wish I could take away this aching pain.
I feel it like knives falling upon me like a shower of rain.
It grows and cuts inside me like this tiny young seed.
Then again, I'm only human, of course I can bleed.
Sure we all have our regrets, and maybe want to turn back the clock.
But you know what? This is our Fate, its something we can't mock.
And yet, we'll keep on doing what we do best.
This is Life, and there's no such thing as rest.