Owari

I’m tired of being this pathetic.
All the way down to my bones,
It makes me sick.
Maybe I just need to be alone?

Do I have a kokoro*?
I don’t even know.
I’m just an act; a feign.
The way I react; I’m ashamed.

I’m not who I am,
But I guess know one really gives a damn.
I’m not who I want to be,
I’m just what others see.

It’s not me.
It’s too kurushii**,
It’s too kanashii***.
A world where everyone’s ureshii****?

That’s all just my silly fantasy.
All that’s just imaginary.
I write all this poetry,
Hoping I can find an identity.

But no one’s listening to me.
It’ll just sit in my corner,
Shizuka ni*****,
And alone I’d cower.

I lack power,
I lack chikara******.
Btu I guess all I can say is ‘Mada mada’*******.
I cry, I try.

But it’s like trying to fly.
I guess for me it’s always dekinai********.
How long do I have to stay like this?
Everything’s just amiss.

Maybe it’s itsumademo*********?
I’ve got no where to go,
I’m just for show.
Soon I’ll be thrown away,

But I guess that’s the price I have to pay,
For being this way.
The world’s a huge, beautiful carpet and I’m just a fray.
Cleanly cut off and thrown away.

You’ve probably got the gist of what I’m trying to say;
This world doesn’t need me,
So with this I bring this to an owari**********.

* Heart

**Painful

***Sad

****Happy

*****Quietly

******Power

*******Not even close

********Impossible

*********Forever

**********End