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