They're just a Frisk who carries an instrument they didn't create, who wears a jacket that was a gift, a hat they didn't make, who makes promises and can't keep them, who says things they don't mean, who's just -
Who's never going to be the best one.
"It's okay." An automatic response. A reassurance for their sake, not Frisk's own. Because they're the one who needs the most help here. They're the one who, who needs this. They have to be. "It's...okay."
They're tired.
They're just
Really, really tired.
"But - if this is what I'm supposed to - to be, then why isn't it...enough?"
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They're just a Frisk who carries an instrument they didn't create, who wears a jacket that was a gift, a hat they didn't make, who makes promises and can't keep them, who says things they don't mean, who's just -
Who's never going to be the best one.
"It's okay." An automatic response. A reassurance for their sake, not Frisk's own. Because they're the one who needs the most help here. They're the one who, who needs this. They have to be. "It's...okay."
They're tired.
They're just
Really, really tired.
"But - if this is what I'm supposed to - to be, then why isn't it...enough?"