Love is only for herbivores
Then why are there prefects
Following everywhere I go
…Including the toilet
Then why everything I bought
Is being paid for
By someone unknown
Then why every male in the world
Ranging from 13 – 59 who has talked to me
Except my family members
Has been "bitten to death"
Then why are you stalking me
Into the dark of the night
And even in my dreams
Then why, my deepest dreams
Are being fulfilled
When I'm the only one
Who knows them
Then why are you standing in the shadows
Trying to mingle with them
When you, yourself detest crowds
Love is only for herbivores
Then why are you doing this
If it is not love
Then what is it?!
Hibari found this junk on his table. If you insist, he thought to himself. But before that, you got some explaining to do. Nobody dares to enter his room without his permission and you were the first. Looks like you just stuck the lottery and the prize was "getting bitten to death" by the infamous Hibari Kyoya.
Authors Notes : Why is it so hard to separate them into stanzas? Got this idea after last year's PMR exam - it is an exam form 3 (15-year-old/16 if you did not get C for Bahasa Malaysia) students in Malaysia have to take. Most of this fic is in the form of a poem so I put it in the poetry genre, am I correct? Please rate my poem on a scale of 1 - 10 and review it. Thank you.
Disclaimer : I don't own Katekyo Hitman Reborn! but I do own this poem and the last 5 sentences.
