Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction ❯ Final Fantasy VII Poems ❯ Aeris: Why? ( Chapter 15 )
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By: Sesshy is sexii 
This is a poem from Aeris with a very very different perspective. Try it out.
Non Anime: Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Fantasy / Romance / Psychological / Angst | Type: Poetry | Uploaded On: 01.31.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 400 | Visits: 133 | Status: Completed
This is a poem from Aeris with a very very different perspective. Try it out.
Non Anime: Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Fantasy / Romance / Psychological / Angst | Type: Poetry | Uploaded On: 01.31.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 400 | Visits: 133 | Status: Completed
Why?
Why is this world
so messed up?
Humans running up a muck.
If you’re strong,
people will use you.
If you’re weak
people will control you.
If you’re different
people will hate you.
No matter what
you never win.
Fate always rears
It’s ugly head.
We say we fear
monsters, demons,
forbidden creatures.
But who here
is the real terror?
Humans are pathetic.
We snap on the
littlest of things.
We’ll cry, scream,
and over react on everything.
Where is the love
that people like me seek?
Am I doomed
to forever wander around
this endless sea of decay?
Wrapped thickly by
shades and shades of gray.
Tell me.
I must know.
Surely you must know?
You sent me to die,
making me well aware,
with every minute to spare.
I didn’t want die.
Only being known,
as one of the final genocides.
Meeting groups of people,
who just couldn’t get me.
“I will protect you”
How?
How can you protect one,
he who cannot protect himself?
“I’m atoning for my past deeds”
What exactly does this mean?
Taking the easy way out are we?
Only one could see through me.
Right from the beginning.
She knew I had a name.
It wasn’t Cetra, the last one,
the savior, the sacrifice...
It was Aeris and she knew.
Making plans of the future,
INCLUDING me.
Treating me like the person
I had always wanted to be.
Sometimes I can’t help but ask
why me?
Out of all, why I was
destined to die?
Please, oh mother Gaea,
tell me...
Why?
Why is this world
so messed up?
Humans running up a muck.
If you’re strong,
people will use you.
If you’re weak
people will control you.
If you’re different
people will hate you.
No matter what
you never win.
Fate always rears
It’s ugly head.
We say we fear
monsters, demons,
forbidden creatures.
But who here
is the real terror?
Humans are pathetic.
We snap on the
littlest of things.
We’ll cry, scream,
and over react on everything.
Where is the love
that people like me seek?
Am I doomed
to forever wander around
this endless sea of decay?
Wrapped thickly by
shades and shades of gray.
Tell me.
I must know.
Surely you must know?
You sent me to die,
making me well aware,
with every minute to spare.
I didn’t want die.
Only being known,
as one of the final genocides.
Meeting groups of people,
who just couldn’t get me.
“I will protect you”
How?
How can you protect one,
he who cannot protect himself?
“I’m atoning for my past deeds”
What exactly does this mean?
Taking the easy way out are we?
Only one could see through me.
Right from the beginning.
She knew I had a name.
It wasn’t Cetra, the last one,
the savior, the sacrifice...
It was Aeris and she knew.
Making plans of the future,
INCLUDING me.
Treating me like the person
I had always wanted to be.
Sometimes I can’t help but ask
why me?
Out of all, why I was
destined to die?
Please, oh mother Gaea,
tell me...
Why?