Reading, skimming, can I?

No.

Please, just come, you have to-

No. 

I'll go, alone... I'll seek a means

And perhaps unfold a tangled dream.

That clout, that spirit

It's held so high.

A load so heavy, shoved with force

Knocking down my parents.

Would I? Should I?

Great sacrifice awaits...

But it's my future on the line.

So I will, with care.