LoNeLy aTHRuN ZaLa: Ok…I will finally continue, I'm not sure if my poems are any good anymore. But here's one for Bryan.
Bryan: Before you ask, LoNeLy aTHRuN ZaLa does not own beyblade. These poems, on the otherhand, are hers.
LoNeLy aTHRuN ZaLa: Wow! Didn't even have to ask! SWEET! Also...you talk so more mature than everyone else!
LoNeLy aTHRuN ZaLa: So...Bryan's Poem. Hope it's good.
Bryan: As do I...
Alone
I'm always known as the cold-hearted one
Always thought of as a loner
Not much that I can do about that
Because that is how I really am
But it's not as if I wish to be like this
I have lived my first 15 years in fear
Few try to get to know me
And those who do I push away
I'm as lone as the prideful falcon
The animal I am told I'm simialar to
But I am not as free as one
I can not soar the wind I adore
Somehow I got myself caught up in disaster
Three others are with me
None of them can relate to my pain
Because I just won't let them
Fighting is all I can do now
I have nothing left to live for
I know I am simply being used
But this means I have a purpose in life
Personally, I know I am cold
I hide my emotions inside to avoid getting hurt
People close to me try to get me to open up
I ignore them and continue to hide
Someday, someway, I wonder if I will open up
I may, I may not...only time can tell
I'm curious as to know if anybody can break my mask
I do know that I hate being this alone...
Ok! That was really long and please let me know if it any good!
