Okay people

Okay people! This is a long poem about Ken reflecting his feelings towards Sam.

I Hope You're Happy

Congratulations. You have officially dragged me to the point in my life where I just can't take it anymore.

You haunt me more than you'll ever know.

And because of you I can't let my feelings show.

I took your place.

I took on your form.

But I still kept my pain.

Was that intentional?

Did I bring this on myself?

No. No, I couldn't do that. Only you could.

You are to blame, not me.

Not me.

Or am I?

Am I responsible for your death?

Or did you bring it on yourself?

Yes, yes that must be it.

I couldn't have done something like that.

Could I?

Wait, I see it clearly now.

Whenever I faulter, I try to blame it on someone else.

Someone I feel is beneath me.

Someone like you.

You are beneath me, Sam.

You are gone while I, I am still here.

Do you know that I hate you for causing me such pain?

Do you know that your death is what made me insane?

Or was it me who did this to myself?

No, that can't be it. I am perfect.

You had a flaw.

You knew emotions, as I did not.

Or did I?

Perhaps at a time, but not anymore.

Wait, I see it clearly once again.

I was I monster, always thinking I was better than everyone else.

But I wasn't.

You were though.

Weren't you?

Yes. And although you still bring me pain, I know it is for my own good.

Right?

Yes.

Now you see a glimpse of what you've done to me and for me.

And I hope you're happy.