Voices of the Unheard

[Black Feather]

Black Feather..

Who are we to judge the masses?

Mindless puppets they may be.

But puppets nonetheless.

Everyone seeks "free will" at least once..

We struggle like a fish out of water.

Pointless it may be yet desperation knows no bounds.

If we didn't struggle then for the moment everything remains meaningless.

Irony has no flavor..

Regret often becomes too familiar.

Tears only wash away our expression.

Not the pain.

Without pain there is no character growth.

Call it a blessing in disguise.

For usually what we are looking for doesn't come in the package we realize.

- Mello