Yeah, this is my second attempt at a poem of any kind, and the first one
I'm posting, so...uhh...be nice? Heh, I don't mind constructive criticism
obviously, and flames will be used to torch my hometown...I, uh, mean, to
keep the heating going. Yeah, that works...**nervous glances, mutters to
self** Think anyone noticed that? No, safe...phew. As to what this is
about, well, the summary says it all, really! Heh.

Disclaimer: No, I don't own Cloud. That joy belongs to Squaresoft.
Although, if he ever wants to change that, he's more than welcome. Heheh.

Broken Doll

Whispered lies,
Voices filling my head
With untold fears
Of what I dread.

Cannot breathe,
Can no longer see
For the web of truths
Blinding me.

Am I a puppet,
Built and controlled?
A creation of science,
With a past I was told?

Obsession stemming from anger and hate,
Past kept unknown
Behind a locked gate.

No name and no number-
Rejection again-
I wish I'd died
Before this began.

I hate what I am,
I hate what you must see.
You needed Cloud Strife-
What you got was me.

Fury become calm,
Acceptance and ache-
I don't want to betray you
I'm sorry it's for just my sake.

Sorry I'm not strong enough
To fight my fate;
Sorry these words
Come far too late.

Darkness rises
As destiny takes its toll,
And I come to realise fully-
I'm just a broken doll.

A/N: Hmm...yeah...it wasn't very regular or anything, and the only bit I
really like is the last verse, but.meh. **shrugs** Tell me what you think!
Review please, and thank you for your time!