Title: It's Me

Rating: K+

Genre: Poetry, friendship, drama, tiny bit of angst

Characters: Skylar S.

Pairing(s): None

Summary: "So maybe I'm not alone after all."

Warnings: None

Notes: Hey, everyone! This is my first try at poetry—no rhyming because I'm not very good at that, so it's free verse. Just so you know, it's split into two parts: during the events of the very first episode and after the events of the third. I hope you enjoy it!


Don't tell me I'm not alone

I know that's not true

When I wake up in the middle of the night

I sit up, stand, take a look around

There is no one there

There is no one with me

I know.

I should be used to being alone

I have been working by myself my whole life

I left my home when I was young

I left to help others

I didn't realize I was hurting myself.

I lost the most important part of me

To the person I despise the most

I became useless, obsolete

So I went to the only place I thought would help me.

They couldn't help.

So here I am

Lying on the bed in the hospital room

That has been given to me

It is that which tells me I will be here for a

Long, long time

The others here

They don't understand

They're sick, but they will get better

They always do

But I am sick too, and I won't.

So don't tell me I'm not alone

I carry the weight of the world—all worlds—on my shoulders

I must be isolated

It's me who is the only one who can help.

I know, and it's me.


I have friends now

It's an odd concept

The only friend I have ever known is back home

And I am stranded here.

My new friends are normos

There are four of them

Well, three and a half of them

One of them is only my friend when he doesn't bother me.

Only two of them know my secret

Mostly because they were the ones who helped me go to school

And fight villains

And help me regain a sense of normalcy

Because people only see me as a typical teenage girl now

So I might as well make the most of it.

They have unofficially become a team with me

It's a change

Like I said, I'm not used to working with others

I fly (or used to, anyway) solo

But I can make it work

Because my working with others is healing me

Not healing my brokenness, but healing my mind

Because everything was so dark before

But it is less so now.

So maybe I'm sick

So are the others

They will get better

And I won't

But it does not matter

Because I know who I am

No matter what my status in the League of Heroes is

I am still the same person

I have always been.

My enemy may have stolen what is rightfully mine

But he will get what he deserves

Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow

But someday.

Because today

Right here

Right now

I am fixing myself.

It is a slow process, but I am doing it

Because my friends give me the strength to glue the

Shattered pieces of myself back together

And I can feel myself mending.

In the end

It will be me who rightens the wrongs of my enemy

Right now

It is me who is working towards that day

It's me.

But for now

My friends will guide me

They will help in their quirky and odd ways

And I love them all for it

Though I may not ever say it out loud.

I remember what my best friend back at home told me once:

"Say what you need to in the moment you think it, because you never know when you might breathe your last breath."

I don't need to say any of it right now

Because as long as my friends stand by my side

I will be alright

Everything will be alright.

Because it's them who will protect me

It is them who will protect everyone

It's them, not me.

So maybe I'm not alone after all.


Hmm… first try at poetry, so how was it? I'd love to see reviews! I hope you liked it!