This is a poem I wrote. It's from Ken's view so R+R.
Disclaimers: I don't own Ken.... But I wish I did.... :(



Dark Spore
By: Fordina

I was nothing
They offered me everything
The intellect, to be good at sports
How could I refuse?
They called it a 'Dark Spore'
It sounded evil but how can anything that makes you smart and good at sports be bad?
I soon learnt how
I became evil
I cared for no one but myself
They were all beneath me
'Insects' I would call them
Because that's was they were to me
Pathetic little things not worthy of my time
I soon learnt how wrong I was
This wasn't me
I was never like this
How could I have been so blind as to think like that?
The ones I tried to destroy helped me
I didn't think that they would
They all befriended me
Friends
That one thing I never thought I would have
I was wrong
And thank you