It's been two decades since I was born
With everyday asking myself 'what for?'
With everyday looking up to a stone idol
Expecting answer to the one question I can't utter.
It's been one decade since the realization struck
That all those pleas and questions I sent
Was received by a room full of nothingness
And even if some soul lingers in that darkness
He doesn't care about a girl with a cruel fate...
That whenever I looked up at the sky
With the hope in my heart to find salvation
All along it has nothing to offer
Except darkness and suffocation...
It's been some years since I came to acceptance
That a tree can't move away from its roots
It took some time to put back the pieces
To mend something that has always been broken
To stand up and walk again
I still have the scars and a fragile heart
Unanswered questions and unfulfilled wishes
But now I know, it doesn't make a difference
I can't cut my roots but I can still grow
And that was when,
I was born again.