Where am I ,
That's the question ,
Or is the question ,
Who has laid this on my tired soul. . .
Deep down, I'm gone ,
Or is it ,
I just want to see my child's happy face glow from joy ,
Even if he is now a grown man. . .
WARNING: UKRAINE × CANADA
America's pov -
Welp, there goes my free day.
"Son, I need you to check the lines. Make sure they haven't crossed the side."
"But dad -"
"Father."
"Please, not today. I was supposed to hang out with Japan!"
"This is more important! We have a prisoner who's very important to Soviet! Who knows what they are planning!"
Crap. . .he doesn't have to yell. I don't always like the load noises. . .expesily when I have been in town all day.
"Please, son. Can you do this. Canada's not well, and you know it."
". . .you know how to push my buttons, don't you"
"America. Do this, Canada would be doing this, but he's not feeling well. We don't have time for this. We know they have things we don't need upon us."
"Yes, Father."
"Thank you, son."
As I walked away from him, I could feel his eyes staring into my back. Digging a hole strate through the soul.
When I walked out, it felt like his eyes were still digging. Digging in for what I was really going to do today. He could tell it was a lie. It was a pretty good lie, but a lie. I really was going to go across to tell Ukraine what had happened. I knew that they were together.
I was really happy for him. He was finally getting somewhere in life. Past the war, past the laws and lines that make borders that aren't even real.
He was living and breathing.
I wanted to do the same. Wait, maybe while I'm walking, I can find Ukraine. But she said she would be on our side, not the borderline of the two sides.
I wish things would work out. I really did want things to work out. Not in someone else's favor, but mine.
- _ - _ - _ - _ - _ -
Deep down ,
I'm a living thing ,
Why have you ,
Bestowed this pain on me.
For I have done nothing ,
But lived.
-AN-
Sorry for the short chapter. I will make the next one much longer. This just needed its own little part. Hope you enjoyed. . .
For now
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