What it's like 5
Blue Ranger
Being the Blue Ranger is no fun or games,
And I must always be swift.
When the ugly face of ugly rears it's ugly head,
I must always be quick.
I am the strict and formal one of the group,
The most trained, too.
Mike hasn't come anywhere near my skill,
At least, I presume.
I try to be the best I can,
And try not to be boring.
Sadly when I lecture,
People end up snoring.
My element is water,
And my expression is steel.
And when I try to make a joke,
I don't get much appeal.
I never see my family,
And sometimes I can't ignore the hurt.
But I cover it with straight face,
And act fine for all it's worth.
She can see through my mask,
The pain I sometimes get inside.
She gives me the caring I need,
And make life a smoother ride.
Emily is the little sister, Mia is my and our passion,
Jayden is the leader, Mike is rebel, Antonio's the techy, so who am I?
The formal, sometimes boring, insecure one,
Who sometimes just needs a shoulder for me to cry.
Don't think I am suffering,
Because I'm not.
But just at lose times,
The stress just seems like a lot.
Being the Blue Ranger is no fun and games,
And I must be swift.
But with a certain girl I'll be alright,
If you catch my, er, drift.