Forgive me, father,
For I have sinned.
I tried to live
The life you wanted me to...
But that's your life,
And my own became distant and dimmed.
Forgive me, mother,
I'm not your son.
I tried to be one,
But you never reached me...
I am a child
Of crooked willows, cold fields and dead suns.
Forgive me!
...if you can.
Forget me!
...I don't know what I am.
You are not welcome
To welcome me.
Don't try to listen -
I know you can't hear me...
Your house of cards
Will burn down when I enter the scene.
Do not allow me
To row your boat;
Don't let me near
Your children's cradle...
I don't want your feast,
So stop shoving your bread down my throat.
Forgive me!
...if you can.
Forget me!
...I don't know what I am.
Forgive me!
...walk away.
Forget me!
...you don't want me to stay.
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