KMLo2: Who, us? Own anything? Yeah, right. Notice that I said 'us'. Well, okay, technically, not even us. This poem was written by a friend of mine (find her here as the unsigned reviewer, JK) for her English class… as you can see, it kind of degenerated into a Yu-Gi-Oh! poem. This is Ryou's POV about his thoughts on his future self/selves, before he got a hold of the Millennium ring. Okay, enough with the explanations here, lets get on with it! Oh, and pleasepleaseplease review!!
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Envy.
I envy him those looks,
I envy him that height.
I envy those with wicked hair,
I envy those few right.
I think he's really sweet,
I wish I were that tall.
I say his hair looks da bomb,
As I pass him in the hall.
My light side and my darker,
Two pieces of a whole.
I'm not so nice - I'm not so mean,
I don't exist at all.
I'm at war within myself,
Fighting only me.
As Yami and Hikari,
Far as the eye can see.
Envy makes me darker still,
It cannot be contained.
I can't avoid my dark side then,
He gets me all the same.
I envy him as popular,
I'm jealous of his friends.
"They think he's, like, really nice,
But, truly, he's, cold as ice…"
Envy leads to hatred,
And hatred leads to anger.
I'm a giant ball of anger,
Pretending to be kind.
As Yami and Hikari,
I fight a war you see.
Not a war against another,
Just a war within me.