Disclaimer:Ahhhh! I hate these stupid things! Why do I have to tell you people over and over that I DONT OWN ANY YU-GI-OH? Well, just for your information, I own no Yu-Gi-Oh. K? I also have no association with Linkin Park.

Author's Note: Please review my ficcy, I'm taking it off if I don't get some reviews. I know it sucks, but here goes. Lyrics will be written like this //Lyrics// Ryou's perspective, thinking about his Yami.

//Crawling in my skin, These wounds they will not heal, fear is how I fall, confusing what is real.// I'm with my friends, I'm trying not to act nervous, but it's nearly impossible. I know what he can do to me, and even worse, to them. I may seem shy and quiet, but really I'm afraid...

//There's something inside me that pulls beneath the surface, consuming, confusing. This lack of self control I fear is never ending.// The ring begins to spin... I can't fight him... There is nothing I can do...

//Controlling, I cant seem// //To find myself again, my walls are closing in. Without a sense of confidence and I'm convinced that there's just too much pressure to take. I've felt this way before, so insecure// A deep mist seems to surround me, I lose my sense of control, my sense of who I am... I try to regain it, and I know I can't. The mist grows thicker... Yami, please... Tears are beginning to stream down my face as I realize how powerless and pathetic I am. Here we go again...

//Crawling in my skin, these wounds they will not heal, fear is how I fall, confusing what is real.// I don't know what's real anymore... I'm lost.

//Discomfort, endlessly has pulled itself upon me, distracting, reacting. Against my will I stand beside my own reflection.// I can't even be with my friends anymore, I am a danger to them... I can't concentrate... He never leaves me alone, not even now. As my reflection stares back at me, I realize that I fear myself and what lies within...

//It's haunting how I can't seem// //To find myself again, my walls are closing in. Without a sense of confidence and I'm convinced that there's just too much pressure to take. I've felt this way before, so insecure.// I can't take this anymore...

//Crawling in my skin, these wounds they will not heal, fear is how I fall, confusing what is real.// Evil crawls through my skin, and I am afraid...

//Crawling in my skin, these wounds they will not heal, fear is how I fall, confusing what is real.// Though the physical wounds you have caused will go away in time, I know that the scars of my heart will remain forever.