Achaean News
Self Analysis
Written by: Ydachikachishiroul Skar'Akai
Date: Tuesday, November 12th, 2002
Addressed to: Everyone
The time that I have lived in
Has been short to compare
But already I've learned moksha
And indifference- I don't care
But as purely entertainment
I want to live on my life
In hope to spread myself along
Leave someone to remember me
In my deep insightfulness
I have lost my holy indifference
And those I like and love and hate
Now rule my life's kind guidance
I've been asked to help hold give advice
And since no one's died I guess I've been right
But with my service I grow weary
Of everyone else happy and my back still empty
Having strength is virtue but of course there is a price
That is having no one to hold you when your own problems apply
They don't understand the agony that goes through my head
It's not that I don't want to show, I've tried but have yet to find
A teacher mentor lover someone who can actually understand
My true being self identity I've expressed in hidden words
I seek someone with something new to teach me and to learn
That I know humanity so well I cannot be surprised
Nothing new in my life brings nothing new to my mind
I hope I will outdate that someone soon will get much further
My sands of time are getting cheaper and the wind is slacking up
So I beg for someone take this job and see what I have done
It's an empty feeling thinking if you fell there'd be no one
I tire of myself and for once would ask some advice
Isn't that what you give to those unstable? Help but all they tell me
Is do something important, then you'll be rewarded
The things they give me no longer bring comfort
All I want is a strong enough person to lean on
And who can be silence when words have exhausted themselves
These payments, jewelry, gold, and favors don't mean much to me
Just obligation because they were better let's reward them but I want a
smile
Reassurance that I did ok and someone to understand
I'm only human though you love me I can't always give a hand
I want no one to tell me that they really liked this poem
Or you have talent skill so much I admire you
Just a simple acknowledgement that you feel this way too
-Ydachikachishiroul Skar'Akai-
Penned by my hand on the 11th of Scarlatan, in the year 320 AF.
Self Analysis
Written by: Ydachikachishiroul Skar'Akai
Date: Tuesday, November 12th, 2002
Addressed to: Everyone
The time that I have lived in
Has been short to compare
But already I've learned moksha
And indifference- I don't care
But as purely entertainment
I want to live on my life
In hope to spread myself along
Leave someone to remember me
In my deep insightfulness
I have lost my holy indifference
And those I like and love and hate
Now rule my life's kind guidance
I've been asked to help hold give advice
And since no one's died I guess I've been right
But with my service I grow weary
Of everyone else happy and my back still empty
Having strength is virtue but of course there is a price
That is having no one to hold you when your own problems apply
They don't understand the agony that goes through my head
It's not that I don't want to show, I've tried but have yet to find
A teacher mentor lover someone who can actually understand
My true being self identity I've expressed in hidden words
I seek someone with something new to teach me and to learn
That I know humanity so well I cannot be surprised
Nothing new in my life brings nothing new to my mind
I hope I will outdate that someone soon will get much further
My sands of time are getting cheaper and the wind is slacking up
So I beg for someone take this job and see what I have done
It's an empty feeling thinking if you fell there'd be no one
I tire of myself and for once would ask some advice
Isn't that what you give to those unstable? Help but all they tell me
Is do something important, then you'll be rewarded
The things they give me no longer bring comfort
All I want is a strong enough person to lean on
And who can be silence when words have exhausted themselves
These payments, jewelry, gold, and favors don't mean much to me
Just obligation because they were better let's reward them but I want a
smile
Reassurance that I did ok and someone to understand
I'm only human though you love me I can't always give a hand
I want no one to tell me that they really liked this poem
Or you have talent skill so much I admire you
Just a simple acknowledgement that you feel this way too
-Ydachikachishiroul Skar'Akai-
Penned by my hand on the 11th of Scarlatan, in the year 320 AF.