Author's Note= What can I say? I was inspired. If you ever look at BeyondBirthday93's profile, she has a beautiful poem on there.... That's my inspiration. My first try at A.

A's POV ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

If this is a dream,
Where I cannot scream,
I don't know,
where to go.

I'm without love,
Without another dove,
All alone on this path,
Despite all the wrath.

I'm afraid I cannot go on much more,
And that fact burns deep in my core.
I can't blame you,
It's not as though you ever knew.

If this is a dream,
Where I cannot scream,
someone please save me,
Please give me the key.

I cannot go on much more,
I know that for sure,
I can't breathe,
I can't move,
All I've got is something to prove.

I'm without love,
A lonely little dove.
Sure others surround me,
But they don't really see.

A letter, a score,
But there's really much more.
If only they cared,
If only they dared.

I'll kepp it all in,
Until I can win,
Until it's the end,
And then I can blend.

I'm sorry to those who don't understand,
I'm not here to serve his every command.
I'm sorry to those who lives are gone,
But I'm sure that I'm just a pawn.

A letter, a score,
But there's really much more.
A score, a letter,
A test to see who's really better.

This test is hell,
It has made me unwell.
This test is not safe,
Just look at my face.

I'll keep it all inside,
Until I am fried.
I'll not let it go,
Until there's nothing more to know.

I'm sorry to those who envy me,
They don't see what they really could be.
I'm sorry to those who worry,
But my vision is now getting blurry.

I know I can't go on much more,
And I it kills me, right in my core.
It's over you see,
This really is me.

I'm over, that's it.
No need to have a fit.
I can't take it,
I no longer give a shit.

That test is bad,
And I really will be mad,
I am an example,
A test sample.

No more should this test be done,
It really isn't any fun,
Forcing children into one small model,
Forcing their feelings inside to bottle.

If this is a dream,
where I cannot scream,
Am I ready to die?
Or will I defy?

I know there's no way,
To see the end of May.
I cannot stand this,
I'm just a good miss.

If this is a dream,
And I cannot scream,
If I'm without love,
All alone as a dove,
And if I keep it all in,
Until I can win,
If I know that I cannot stay much more,
And if this fact burns my very core,
If I'm sorry to those who don't understand,
If I don't obey his every command,
If it's over, that's it,
And I no longer give a shit,

Why am I alive?
Why should I survive?