Daughter of White

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[Scene 1 Forest]

"For ever being born,  I apologize."

A phrase that for a while always comes to mind.

As long as I remember I have always whined,

Even if I'm not here, not a soul would mind.

Much to my dismay, everyone in my

Village has such beautiful green hair.

I can never be like that, I'm not the same.

I'm the only one around with snow white hair.

Deep within the forest stands an aging tree

A tree that as I know must be a thousand years

I come alone to this tree regularly

Always praying, hoping it reaches God's ears

Living all alone is...how could I say,

Terribly sad and causes much dismay.

I don't care who, I just want anyone.

Someone to like me so I won't feel shunned

[Scene 2 Village]

Unexpectedly I met a girl

Laying underneath the aging tree.

It all began when I went to help her up

From her unconscious state and up onto her knees.

Before much time could pass, the two of us

Became very close and caring friends.

But aside from our fond feelings for one another,

That is the place where all our sameness ends.

Out of all the people in the village

Her green hair was the loveliest. 

Such a sweet voice and always smiling face

Made her, to the people, the dearest.

I want to ask you why are you being so kind?

I'm only an outcast, an unwanted kind.

Do you only care because you don't want to be cruel?

Are you only kind because I'm different from you?

Though I couldn't stand that thought, you held me so softly

Saying to me the unexpected

"Never have I met someone so wonderful as you."

Flowing nonstop, were my endless tears.

Even if the whole world kept ridiculing pointless me,

Treating me like nothing more than common dirt,

All that could now mean a thing was that I had a close friend.

So long as I still have her, my joy will never end.

[Scene 3 Urban]

For a different life, the two of us fled

From our little village to a place more urban.

Everything is different from what we used to know.

It's not a problem since we're together, though.

As an occupation we became servants

to a wealthy lady who was a merchant

It wasn't so bad, we did it just to live

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