Warnings/Disclaimer: Pure angst. No happy happy, joy joy here. And I don't own YuGiOh.

Drip… drip… drip…

I am alone at the moment. But there's nothing odd in that. I'm always alone.

Even when surrounded by people, I'm alone.

No one cares.

I know they don't

No one can see me. The real me.

No one knows who I am.

I don't know who I am.

Who am I?

Who am I? Why am I here? Who am I?

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I'm bleeding. I cut my arm and now I'm bleeding.

I'm happy.

I finally get to see the blood. It takes away the pain.

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It tastes…

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It tastes… bittersweet.

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…Bittersweet…

I can hear the front door. Someone's coming!

I can't let them see me like this!

Even if I want to I can't let them see…

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Who am I?

I have a name. I do.

But a name won't tell me who I am.

Who am I? Why do I exist? Why am I here? Who am I?

Bittersweet.

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Look into my eyes. What do you see?

Who do you see? Can you see me?

Who am I?

Who are you?

You can't see me. You can't see the real me. You can't… No one can.

I smile… You see me smile.

I cry… You see me smile.

Who are you? Why are you here?

Who am I? Can you answer me?

Do you know? No. No one knows.

Drip… drip… drip…

Bittersweet… drip… drip… drip…

If you saw me, would there be horror on your face? Pity? Sorrow?

Understanding?

I have a name.

What is my name?

Who am I?

There will be a scar on my arm.

Let it be.

Maybe it will remind me of who I am. Of what I am.

Lost.

Nameless.

Unseen.

Alone