That distant year, the world felt new

I spoke in riddles, hid the real me from you

A fragile mask, "empty girl," you see

While coded whispers danced inside of me

That driving beat, a rebellious sound

My paper shield, spinning round and round

I played my game, a dangerous, sweet art

Hiding the truth, tearing worlds apart…

Then the island's heavy air, thick and gray

That song stole my choice, turned my world astray

"I don't wanna miss a thing", the speakers cried

Choice... astray...

But I had to choose, where a piecе of me died

A future vеiled, a choice that cut so deep

For virtue's name, so much to keep

A 'normo' mother? Not in this land

Just Ang Mo's ghost, beyond your command

They call me Virtue's Void, "virtuous" they say

But when life feels right, I break the day

You offer kindness, comfort, gold

Kindness offered...

And I build walls, a story told

Of breaking things, of pushing hard

Pushing hard... destroyed...

Leaving every promise scarred

"Don't interfere," I always plead

Your bitter seed... "It's my own fault."

Was it the fear? Was it fear?

Or just the echo, year after year?

Years drift like smoke, you reappear

A bright, kind ghost, banishing my fear

Your fear... banished...

You paid my debts, brought diamond light

While I just drifted, day and night

Then 'Lah,' so what lah?' this life I led

Life led... words unsaid...

With other men… the words unsaid

You saw my fragile hope, my guiding star

Guiding star... afar...

While real life played out, oh so sad

It needs protection, safe and true

Needs to be true...

But Virtue's Void… what can she do?

They call me Virtue's Void, "virtuous" they say

But when life feels right, I break the day

You offer kindness, comfort, gold

Kindness offered...

And I build walls, a story told

Of breaking things, of pushing hard

Pushing hard... destroyed...

Leaving every promise scarred

"Don't interfere," I always plead

Your bitter seed...

"It's my own fault." Was it the fear?

Was it fear?

Or just the echo, year after year?

Maybe the "Ang Mo" seed you see

Is just the part that longs to be...

Anything but this control

This need to shatter, lose my soul

I protect the weak, I fight their fight

But lose myself in endless night

"My son..." whispered in the dark

My son... so sad...

"My fault..." leaving its painful mark

Your fault...

Virtue's Void... lost and gone

Void... gone...

Her name... playing on...

Just Her name... fading...