My Daughter...
Sits on My Lap...
While We Watch...
The Sky...

"Daddy...
    Why won't the Sun
         Come Out?"
  She asks Me...

"Because It's Waiting..."

"Daddy...
    Why is it Snowing?
  She Looks at Me...

"Because the Sky is Dreaming..."

"Daddy...
    Why does it Rain?"
  She questions me...

"Because the Clouds are Heavy..."

"Daddy...
    Where's the Moon?"
  She asks Once More...

"It's Still Asleep, Baby..."

         "Oh..."

      ~Silence*~

"Daddy...
     Is the Sun Waiting
        For the Moon?
     Is this Why the
        Sun Didn't Come Out?
     Because the Moon is
        Sleeping?

Daddy...
    Is this why the Clouds
        Are Crying?
    Not Because the Sun is
        Not Out; But because
              the Sun is Waiting
                   to be with the
                       Moon, and not
                            With them?

Daddy...
    Is this Why the Sky
        Is Snowing?
    Because the Moon is
       Dreaming?
   Dreaming about
        the Sun?"

My Daddy...
Kisses My Forehead...

"Daddy...
    Will the Sun
        and Moon Meet?"

I Look at My
Baby...

Then We Looked At
The Sky...

Wondering...

First...
They See...
Your Flaws...

Then...
They Point...
It Out...

Then...
That Flaw...

Becomes...
Your Fault...

And then that Fault...
Becomes...
Part of You...

And Then...
It is Your...
Identity...

It is You...

Sometimes...
We Change Ourselves...
To be the Ideal Ones...
For the Ones We...
"Care"* and "Love"...

But That...
Will Never...
Be Enough...

Because...
They Will...Continue...
To Make You...Change...

"Willingly..."

Until...

You Can't...
Recognize...
Yourself...
*Anymore...

"Cry!!"
I scream at her.

A Girl...
No...
An Object,
Just stares back at me.

She has the figure of a human being.
She acts like a human being.
But she's an inhuman machine.

She has the Ability:

To Cry.

To Laugh.

To Scream.

To Shout.

To Play.

But she does nothing but stand there.

"Why do you hide?
What do you hide?
Why do you hide from me?"

I stand there...
Asking...
Staring into her eyes
Reflecting "Something"...
There must be something in there...
Only to get Silence as my answer in return...

"Cry!!"
You scream at me...

I stand here numb
Staring at you
Not too far away.

"Scream!!"
You cry to me...

I stand there...
Looking at you...
With nothing to say.

But then you ASK me...
"Why hide?"

And in that moment...
I Shatter...
Only to put on a new Facade...

And in my head?

My, my...
Another mask...
Shattered...

You shattered...
My mask...
You have some nerve...

They are hard to replace you know....

I think with dry sarcasm.

I can Feel Sarcasm...
You Idiot but...
You'll never know...
You are not Worthy to see my feelings...


"What do you hide from?"
You ask me.

I Hide from nothing...
But I can feel fear...
Where is this Fear coming from?

"What do you hide from me?"
"Why do you hide from me?"
You stand there questioning me.

Let Me...
Make A Sin...

How could you say...
I'm a "Devils Child"
When all I do...
Is Disobey...

You Tell me Things...
I do not Wish to Hear...
I've Heard it So Many Times...
I No Longer Bear any Pity...

You bring up...
A Lost Child...
You once Knew...
And Compared Us Both...

What A Bore...

Isn't it Hilarious...
I've become such Demon...
That You've Begun to Compare Me...
To me...

Does it ever Occur to You,
What Caused Me to be this Way?
For I am just a Mere Reflection...
Of Effects...

I am...a curse...
You say?
I am the Reason...
That causes Misfortune to go Our way...

And Yet You Test Me,
And Taunt me,
With All You Got...
Letting Us Lose Our Minds...

And When I reach My End...
I Lash back.
But you should know...
That You're the Cause...

Cause I am Just...
"An Effect...An Effect..."
For I Am just a Mere Reflection...
*"Of Effects...Of Effects..."

Let's give us a little time to figure this out.
Let's play a game to turn things around.
Let's play hide and seek to keep our minds about.
Let's dream a fantasy to feel more...safe and sound.

Let's run away from all our doubts.
Let's fly away from the despair we're bound.
Let's scream and shout to burn it out.
Let's let our frustration be forgotten...never found.

One day,
I'll be there,
With the rest.

Just sitting there,
Waiting
Amongst the rest.

Fading and forgotten,
Near a cleft.

Sitting Amidst,
A Thieving Quest.

One day,
I'll be there,
With the rest.

Just sitting there,
Waiting
Amongst the rest.

But now,
Inscribed
By your Flesh.

I am Alive,
But Dispossessed.

One day,
I'll be there,
With the rest.

Fading and forgotten,
Amongst the rest.

Just sitting there,
Waiting
Near a cleft.

Knowing my existence,
Is none the less;

A meaningless scroll,
For those who are blessed.