A Bakura poem, in 'kura's P.O.V. Oh, and I DON'T OWN YU-GI-OH!!! On with the show!

Lonely Heart

Most kids think about what they are going to be,
But I just think about what is happening to me.

I don't have a single true friend,
And my dad travels to no end.

I think about this while I dress:
About me Yami could care less.

He kicks, he hits,
His insults tear my heart to bits.

In this play, I wish I had a part,
To bad I have such a lonely heart.


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