I will pay a thousand debts,
To remove this inate weakness in my hearts depths.
There lies a scar from a wound I have never endured,
To make me even less human is the only foreseable cure.

So take all that makes me me,
And leave me hollow and empty,
Unable to wield the emotion inside that burns me day after day,
Like a ring I cannot wear,
Like a kiss I cannot share.

Robbed by nature deprived of half of me,
I am incomplete defective without parity.
I dream of loves I can't attain,
of unachievable destinies distant and without stain.