3:59 p.m. - 2003-01-26
what a wistful child? ah, let me taste your tears....ooh yum...such sadness...is to be savoured.
silent jealousy is the title of an X japan song
she writes in her online diary
about her loneliness
and the sadness of seeing couples pairing up
after the first few weeks of school.
I sniggered and laughed cruelly
�what a typical wistful rapunzel in a tower�.
lady, you are so high up,
let your hair down,
and the knights can climb up.
but for the love at first sight
under the witches curse,
it turns to tears in hindsight.
you pricked yourself on something sharp
and it drew blood
it wasn�t really painful
but still you cried a flood.
Later, some years pass
but no one ever did come.
you shrivel away in a corner
and forgot about the little goblin-man.
But one night,
I climb into your room.
�Allow me to laugh like a hyheena��
I stood before you and said,
�hee hee ha ha�
�oh! You are such a vicious, hateful man!� she screamed and trembled like a shriek.
there was nothing I could say.
I had already stopped laughing.
not just now, perhaps long ago.
I kneeled down
took a bow and
vomited my stone of heart.
