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!