I look at people walking by
and wonder if we share the same bloodline.
Did they know Oh Kwee-sun at some point in time?
Can they tell me how she died?
I came here to look for my family
while I suffered a tragedy
and no one was there to stand with me
as I fell apart in a catastrophe.
Seventeen years ago I started this journey.
I’m half way there but hungry and thirsty,
lonely and worried
that I’ll let myself down.
Sometimes I just want to turn around
but I made a vow
not to anyone else
but to myself
and rather or not I get help
I’ll find you somehow.
I’m so tired of looking at strangers wondering if it’s you
I’ll do what I’ll have to do
jump through any loop I have to
just so a seventeen year old dream comes true
and if I don’t find you now
I’ll stand by my vow
and continue to find my family somehow.