How to Be

by Azerane

A poem based around Simba's thoughts when he was troubled with all Nala had challanged him about his past, who Rafiki said he was and what he should do about it.

Disclaimer: I don't own any part of The Lion King :)

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How to Be (16/3/05)

I've always longed to be
Everything but me
Since that fateful day
When I was chased away

I've called so many times to you
Unknowing of what I'm to do
Where did you go?
Where did you go?
I'm all alone, I'm here
I eat my share and have friends near
But they can't ever fill
The hole I left the day that I did kill...

...Father, where are you?
I'm sorry I'm not true
To my kingdom, in my past-
My heart died, I cannot last
Away from my pride
For which you died
For me, you died for me
So that I could just be free

But I am not free father
Blood covers my fur
As the sun sets on your time
It rises hauntingly on mine
If it weren't for me you'd be here
But you're not and therefore I fear

To go back and risk fate
To face all that I hate
There's so much that I love and miss
To return would truly be bliss

But my mind is a torrent
So much anger and resent
Would it truly be the right way
To return and have my say?
That I'm sorry, make things right
So that at last during the night
I won't be haunted in my dreams
Of what could have been
If on that fateful day
We both got away
From the raging stampede
That made us both bleed

Father you did not die in vain
For I have been in so much pain
I understand what must be done
You were the king, I am your son
So lead me home my father
And the past will up and stir
I'll pin it down, confront it
And cease my running habit

I have ignored, until this day
The words which you, to me, did say
Just how to do the right thing
And become a lion king