Title: Who am I?
Rating: PG
Summary: Jack angsts about his missing two years.
Disclaimer: I don't own Doctor Who, Russell T. Davies is that genius. But this fic is also inspired by my love of John Barrowman so he should take some credit.
Who am I?
Two years missing
Two years gone
Two years is a short time
But not to know it makes it long
What don't they want me to remember?
What horrible thing did I see? Do?
What villain must I be?
False and never true
You think I could be a hero
But I know I'm not
I play with fire; let others burn
To keep me warm, but not too hot
You ask how I can hate myself
When I don't know who I am
I only care about myself
I just don't give a damn
So don't feel sorry for me
I've done nothing to deserve it
And for a man like you to look twice at me
It doesn't seem to fit
I can't remember what happened
But I'm sure I'm to blame
So leave me whilst you still can
For I'm probably still the same
What did I do
For two whole years?
I may find out, but until then
I'll be thinking my very worst fears
What kind of man am I?
How much have I killed, cheated, lied?
What am I? Who am I?
'The man I love' The Doctor replied.
AN: You can change it to fit your favourite pairing if you want. I.e.: could be 'girl' and could be 'Rose'. I just want Jack to be loved. :-)