A\N: THIS is Zach. My apologies to those I confused with Trini's chappie, but here's my explination: Tai Chi, her favorite exercise, focuses on energy, more specifically, the energy of Magyk. They don't call it that, but I'm willing to bet she can at least sense it and relax into it. That's why she's thinking in poem, too, because rythym helps someone relax enough to sense Magyk. Which might be a bad explination, but hey, it made sense to me.
These ideas are nightmares to white parents,
Whose worst fear is a child with dyed hair and who likes earrings--
It's so scary, in a house that allows no swearing
To watch him walk around, headphones blaring.
The Rythym sinks under my skin as I play with the CD changer. My parents are yelling, scared to death. Of course they are. They don't hear The Rythym, not like Tri and I do. They don't understand that the Power chose us.
That I hate the Power for choosing me.
Lose yourself
In the music,
The moment,
You own it,
You better never let it go.
This beat is a different one, stronger and more powerful. Louder, in a sense. It's like the Power, loud and strong, enough to get you high. My parents think I'm getting high, like the punks outside, just smoking my future away. Smoking my life away with a spandex suit for pot.
They don't realize that I know that.
It's true,
We're all a little insane,
But it's so clear,
Now that I'm unchained.
Evanescence. A darker color in my mind. Black, like my skin, like my suit. Protective, Trini said. I believe it--I protect the others from truths they dare not know. I fought Rita one-on-one once to scare her away from attacking us in our sleep. I didn't leave Kim's side when Tommy was evil so she wouldn't be killed.
That was my only failure, too.
Lose yourself
In the music
The moment
Eminem again. This time darker to me. Not protective-dark, death-dark. I couldn't save Kim from Tommy because I believed he wanted her dead. I didn't realize he wanted her body instead. But then I took on my role again, keeping everyone away from her until she'd had time to heal from Tommy's attack. I was the only one who knew what had happened to her.
I didn't tell anyone--she asked me not to.
I believe in you,
I'll give up everything just to find you.
I have to be with you,
To live,
To breath,
You're taking over me.
I guess we each have our own addictions, though. After that first taste, Kim was addicted to Tommy. Tommy was just as addicted to her. It's not destructive anymore, so I can't interfere. Trini tells me I shouldn't bother, but her addiction is healing to offset the destruction in her. Balancing. Jason's addiction is leading.
Mine is protecting.
Lose yourself
In the music
The moment
You own it
You better never let it go.
Now that my team's getting to deal with all this, though, I wonder if there's still one more battle to fight for them. After all, how likely is Zordon to tell them the truth, that we were all used? How likely are their parents to point it out? And they're still at the Command Center.
Maybe I have another fight.
This is my life--
I hope they understand.
I'm not angry,
I'm just saying,
Yeah, I can help them again. My addiction fed, my life's work completed. Then they'll be okay, at least enough so we can deal with our parents. Looks like Zordon wasn't just covering his butt by telling us not to reveal our identities...wow, I'm being hard on him. Kind of have to, though. He's the enimy now, and I'll protect my teammates from him.
That's my job.
Sometimes goodbye is a second chance.