When all my sweat and tears
Morph into "determination"
I scream and kick at–
Any sign of an obstacle
That one day, a dream will be free.
When all my determination
Mold to form "expectation"
A flying witch, high in the sky
Rains down, a pitiless tune
A dream that will destroy her will.
An end has come to my metamorphosis
And with happiness, I utter,
"An evil complete. A dream forgotten."