When Lady Fate awakened, she gazed at me upon her whims
“You’re such a lovely baby! A girl like you deserves a gift!
I mean, of course, the special sort
I think I’ll leave you with a little magic…”
YOU CALL MY LIFE
LONG LIVE THE FATES
ITS EVERYTHING OR MORE
Born with a with’ring body, and sunken eyes just like my frame
The ones who saw this figure would yell for help or call me names
“Get back, you beast! Begone, you fiend!
Crawl back into your cave, you make us all afraid!”
…I’ll keep on hiding back how sad it is instead- that way
My sorrow can’t escape through tears that make it harder to pretend I’m okay
Though, suppose this selfish wish of mine was granted in reward
Maybe the pain would pass and give me back a friendship that’s worth living for
One to praise the planet, one to praise that I was born
That’s what I’d like to think and likely need someone to make me sure
YOU CALL MY LIFE
PRAISE THE FATES
“Can you explain your hatred for rats?” He asks, a sightless boy
The herd breaks into laughter, “They’re dirty vermin best destroyed!”
“That’s all it takes? Then my mistake
We’re actually alike, because you too, are blind
So long you’ve hurt this ‘monster’, ignoring every tear she’s shed…
…Of nice and men, I wonder- who’s really dirty in the end?”
To their surprise, their step aside, and in the girl’s defense
“Go now, and don’t forget!”
I never thought he’d answer to their taunts that way
And though I’m happy, I don’t know what has me crying on and on out of shame
“You’re such a lovely baby! A girl like you deserves a gift!
I mean, of course, the special sort
I think I’ll leave you with a little magic…”
YOU CALL MY LIFE
LONG LIVE THE FATES
ITS EVERYTHING OR MORE
Born with a with’ring body, and sunken eyes just like my frame
The ones who saw this figure would yell for help or call me names
“Get back, you beast! Begone, you fiend!
Crawl back into your cave, you make us all afraid!”
…I’ll keep on hiding back how sad it is instead- that way
My sorrow can’t escape through tears that make it harder to pretend I’m okay
Though, suppose this selfish wish of mine was granted in reward
Maybe the pain would pass and give me back a friendship that’s worth living for
One to praise the planet, one to praise that I was born
That’s what I’d like to think and likely need someone to make me sure
YOU CALL MY LIFE
PRAISE THE FATES
“Can you explain your hatred for rats?” He asks, a sightless boy
The herd breaks into laughter, “They’re dirty vermin best destroyed!”
“That’s all it takes? Then my mistake
We’re actually alike, because you too, are blind
So long you’ve hurt this ‘monster’, ignoring every tear she’s shed…
…Of nice and men, I wonder- who’s really dirty in the end?”
To their surprise, their step aside, and in the girl’s defense
“Go now, and don’t forget!”
I never thought he’d answer to their taunts that way
And though I’m happy, I don’t know what has me crying on and on out of shame
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