Notes: this is the product of a boring French lesson in whish we did a test that took 30 minutes (that left me 30 for this)I'm new at this so please don't flame unless its productive. This is a poem about Reno of the Turks, both of whom belongs to square-enix not me.
They Say
They say it's wrong to hurt others,
They say it's wrong to kill,
They say it's immoral to torture,
They say I'm immoral and wrong,
I say I do what I do to survive,
I say I was forced to do it,
I say I'm misunderstood,
But that's the only one that's true,
I'm really out for revenge,
I'm me because I'm a shell,
They don't know me, I don't know me,
The real me died that night,
I hurt to ease my pain,
I kill to ease my guilt,
I torture to feel relief from it all,
The truth is I'm a shell,
I'm not me, I'm a ghost, a wraith
A Turk
