Te necesito para vivir
Hello! I decided to update which if you guys must know its always on Saturdays or Sundays but now i have some unfortunate news to tell. I'll tell you after this.
South Mexico's human name: Pépé Hernandez
North Mexico's human name: Juan Hernandez
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the Mexico bros. wait i don't them either.
I was nobody for a long time.
I became alienated with my brother.
The one I swore to protect.
All because I was caught up in revenge.
Revenge for Spain. I couldn't see what was going on.
Juan was working with Spain, forgiven him a long time ago.
Worried about Spain when he was bombed by Germany
Worried about the Spanish Civil War.
Worried about everything but me
I knew I deserved it, I knew-but it didn't stop me for feeling hurt.
Everytime I went to a meeting, Juan would refuse to look at me.
I didn't know why
I confronted him about it, wanting to know answers.
Juan replies that I have changed, too much that it scare him so
Scared that I turned into Conquistador Spain
I couldn't believe my ears. Have I turned into him?
The one thing that I feared happened
I turned into the man I hate! The one who murdered papa!
Juan says that Spain did what he did and has to live with the regret and guilt. I shouldn't be too focus on revenge for it is one-sided.
I didn't know what to do. I didn't know how to respond, after all that man took all that I know
Especially my real self.
I ran away from Juan and went to go find Spain.
Juan called out to me but i didn't care. I needed to find Spain.
I found him all alone, this chance to perfect. I get the knife I had hidden in my ankle and move to strike.
Spain sees me and does nothing, he has this all the time.
I aim the knife to his heart and-
I dropped it. I cannot do it.
After all these years I cannot.
I cannot avenge my papa. Spain hugs me and i try to pull away, but i soon give in.
I let my tears fall and I come to a realization.
I didn't want to kill Spain, I just wanted my old self back. I wanted it back.
I miss playing with my brother, I miss messing with America, I miss Japan, I miss my papa.
I miss being Pepe. I built a shield around my heart so I wouldn't get hurt anymore, however it seems it wasn't that strong.
I stay in Spain's embrace until my brother comes along with a few people I knew.
I just stayed there not knowing what to do. Then they all hug me...
I cry a fresh set of tears, I was so happy
I didn't need to kill Spain to get myself back...
For it was with me all along.
I hope you like it but there are still two more parts to this however i have some bad news. I am currently failing a class, AP Government to be exact so now i have to study like crazy to make it up to a B or A. I never failed a class before so that has motivated me to do more than before however that means i won't be updating as often as i would. Forgive me. Anyway please review to tell me what you think of this second part or leave a comment on it. Also picture of pépé is on my profile as my avatar, its the current one that i have. Pépé actually wears a bandana on his head like Lavi from -Man and you can kinda see Juan. Well i'll leave for now, pray for me.
Next poem: North Mexico's: Te escucho Te veo
