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i've left my innocense too young. Or for when i got conscience, i was nearly to pass on more difficult moments. If only my father died, if only my mother never existed, if only i've never been born, or had another family, things could be way more different. They only hited me always, punched on me. I hate it. I hate being just a silly dolly, just a toy to play with. Im not that. But if so, i wonder what i am if im nothing that people remaked on my own face ;; I know the answer. I know im the only one who decides that. But, ¿Then what? ¿What i want to be? I feel empty, because i don't work for nothing if im not a girl, thats my only value, being a girl. Because if im a girl they can play with me all they want, sold me and give me to other strangers called "family" and abuse of me. Because for being a girl people care more for me just in a sexual way, or a dog-like that's just savage and "poor", just a pathetic creature who can be trained. Because im a girl i can only be seen in one way. I hate it. But if i were a boy.. things wouldn't change as much, because i was supposed to be a trophy, wich i couldnt. And my family expected more on boys, they were the favourites ones. But that mean being different, and im stupid. im dumb. I don't have brain for anything in general, im bad on mathematics, im bad on art, im bad on everything. The only ones that i've trusted on betrayed me several times, im nobody to feel something, because others' pain is way more important. I- i want to be watched, but not seen. im empty, yes- I am empty, and im sick of it, i hate it, i hate it imemptyimempty But im not edgy, i just wanted to vent off a bit, because im not able to. Anyways, i had worser moments, that was just the beggining of my lost. Thank you so much! For the song. I was able to relax just a bit, so thank you.
Your breath runs cold. The snow rests on your skin. It's freezing, the frost bites rots you away. You weakly stare into the sky, pondering how much you could fly. The angelic reaches out to you from above the white clouds, holding his hand. Your permeated frost become normal sweat glands. You feel your body decay further, but your soul rejuvenates higher and higher. The warmth, it felt oh so good. Oh, look! Everyone was there waiting for the story to end of your graceful lifetime, as everyone closed their books... Nunashi, Nihigo, your siblings who died too early. "Silly, join the fray!"
