This poem is about Rogue
Disclaimer: if I really owned X-men would I be whiting Fanfiction about
them.

Why Me

Why did it happen to me,
Why not someone else,
Why do I have to be the one,
That cant feel an others skin.
Or feel the warmth of being held when something,
Is wrong.
Why Me,
Why not some one else,
Or maybe a different power,
Why Me.

Power

Curse this power,
Why does it haunt me,
I can't touch the ones I love,
With out hurting them.
This power is driving me mad,
The ones I love can't know how I feel,
Because it will only hurt them,
I can't get close to anyone,
Be alone forever,
Curse this power.