Disclaimer: Journey Maker doesn't own Yugioh
This Poem reminds me of how Seto might interrupt life...
PIECES OF US
Love, Hope, Truth, Trust, Want, Greed, Lust, Death
We all have these pieces in us
Some we hide from
Some we flock to
We are all human
But we all must seem perfect
Who says?
Why must we look perfect?
Who made these rules?
I love
I hope
I need truth
I want trust
I want
I have been greedy
I lust
Even wish for death
I am made up of all these parts
Am I wrong?
Am I less?
Am I lost?
I don't know
I just want to be me
But how do I do that?
A/N: Poem written by my daughter Rebecca, aka: Loverskeeper