Disclaimer: I don't own Witch Hunter Robin I do however own this poem I
know it is confusing cause I am confused lol anyways it has strayed from my
normal poetry I think, so read and review it bash it if you want I don't
care really so anyways here it is...

Life as we know is nothing of the truth.
There are things out there that are different and not what we are...
HUMAN...
They hold powers beyond belief,
Posing great powers leads to corruptions
But what is it that we hold deep within our own souls.

Could it be the ability to fight back,
Do we as humans hold the key or could it just be me?
I have wondered this for years to come I am15 and I hold such powers as
them the ability to kill them, knock them out dead.

Burn their bodies with great ease,
But I wonder is this me am I like them cursed till the end.
Am I a witch in disguise?
Or human just like them?
I can't figure it out all I know is that I have to shout,
Realize this power and control it so I can fight
What they are and that is not me...

Should I let this be?
Should I help them and not hurt them as I have
Should I fight with them and kill all those who are not as me?
I have wonder and puzzled about this so long.
Am I killing my own?

I don't know.
All though my tears hot and steamy stream down.
My life is unfolding could I be the clown?
Not knowing who I am and what I have become,
Has killed me internally and I have fought this head on.

But what has been can not be changed.
Should I fight with them or remain the same?
I am as I am unchanged in ways, but my body has changed
My powers have grown and I am only 15 years old.
They say I am different much like the ones we hunt,

However I fell nothing of what they have brought up...
I am what I am and that is what I know.
That I can not change I will not let my life unfold.
This will not be me I will not change for I have to remain the same...
They will hunt me if I ever change so I can let that happen I have to
remain the same...

But how can I do so when my powers have grown?
I see what others have and that is what my heart has to know
I have found the light behind the door and it is screaming
No more any more
But I can't help what I have already done what is can not be undone.

I know this now but my life will stay as it is until one day.
When they hunt me down for being this thing
This witch as I have been called this unfaithful thing
Am I to remain alone or could someone love this black hearted thing
I know no boundaries I know no fear except for the fact my life has veered
of course.
And has began to plummet down so I be this thing this I don't know how.