Roxas: Stretched too Thin
I am the Key
Of Destiny, so they call me
But what is my purpose?
They pull me like a rubber band, from all sides
They stretch me like no object should ever be stretched
Even one that should never have existed
So many voices assault my ears:
"Do this!"
"Come back to us!"
"Don't let him deceive you!"
I'm so frustrated
I just want it all to end
No one has any control over me anymore
From now on, my life belongs to me!