Fated

I don't know why I was fated

To dole out the Items

and sometimes be hated

It was not my choosing who received what.

I only did as I felt right

How was I to know….

There would be a fight?

They'll blame me, long after I'm gone.

But it was them,not me,

Who used the Items wrong.

Guardian I am no longer

The world needs to be stronger.

Shadi the Item Guardian…

Who once was,

Will now go quietly

And never again,

Rely on trust.