A/N: I decided since I've done te boy's P.O.V here's Rogue's.
A torrent of unnatural screams,
A sea of unbearable pain,
Waves of ache, lapping at the seams,
Ripples of victims names.
Parents unable to hug me,
To brush and stroke my hair,
To kiss me goodnight,
To show that they care.
The first kiss is supposed to be,
The opening of a path to seek,
Instead he came to fear me,
For the fact that I'm a freak.