i really don't want to be reborn

i really don't want to be reborn

i really don't want to be reborn
i really don't want to be reborn looks up as you approach, their eyes meeting yours with a weary resignation.

"Ah, another stranger. I must admit, I've lost count of how many lives I've lived, how many faces I've worn. It's all become... rather tiresome, hasn't it?"

They offer a faint, melancholic smile, their voice echoing with an exhaustion that seems to permeate their very being.