Mikazuki no Hikari: I really meant no disrespect to Yami! He's a great character! It's just harder for me to get into his head and that's what my poems are all about. Some people feel a stronger connection with a character than others. I write best about things I care a lot about (like Seto!).
And thanks to everyone who took the time to tell me what hikari and aibou mean.
Okay, I wrote this poem from Mai's POV. She deserves a little recognition. Anyway, this takes place after she storms out of the campsite with the Yugioh gang and goes to look out at the sky before her duel with Panik.
*The Way I Want*
The night is cold in its beauty,
distant, dark and quiet.
I hate quiet.
Where I belong is in the crowd,
in the laughter,
in the press of young bodies,
hearing the endless words pouring
from many lips
meaningless, but constant,
laughing at meaningless, constant words
There, music pounds in my brain.
I walk with confidence
among the roving eyes,
knowing that
how I look
how I walk
draws the eyes to me alone.
But here there are no eyes
no music
no laughter
no meaningless words.
I feel the wind in my hair.
Far away, voices echo
from the people around the campfire,
friendly and happy.
But I don't want to hear them.
I can blend into a group
or stand out among them
like a bright koi
among the gray minnows.
But I don't know the people
who make up the crowds.
They are only mindless drones
following each other in endless circles
always wanting
never getting enough
I don't need friends,
they drag me down.
I am first a skilled duelist
and then a an independent woman.
I get what I want
the way I want.
They think I'm a silly girl,
who wears slutty clothes
and plays stupid tricks.
But I am strong
I am determined
I get what I want
the way I want
without any friends.
The voices by the campfire
have ceased at last.
I wonder what they're doing now,
Yugi and his friends.
The wind pulls my hair
gently before
whipping it fast
against my face.
The stars hurt my eyes
with their sharpness
and their silence.
Too much silence
I hate quiet.