'What Am I? <br /> <br />I Love, I Breathe, I Eat, I Sleep, <br />But Nothing Changes, Its Just A Fleet; <br />Of Sorrow And Helplessness, <br />Anger Unbound, <br />A Sadness Overwhelming, <br />Ever Unsound; <br />The World Keeps Going, <br />These People walk around, <br />But Im Just A Puppet, <br />On Strings, Abound; <br />{ What Do I Want? <br />Who Do I Care For? <br />Or Am I Just, <br />Another Snare Oar? } <br />Crimson Blood Runs Through These Veins, <br />It Runs For One Who Truly Pains; <br />I Reach My Hand Out To The One, <br />Whom I Need, Alone, Someone...- <br /> <br />_____________________________________________ <br />'Lying monsters are a real nuisance. <br />They are much more cunning than other monsters. <br />They pose as humans, <br />even though they have no understanding of the human heart. <br />They eat even though they've never experienced hunger. <br />They study even though they have no interest in academics. <br />They seek friendship even though they do not know how to love. <br />If I were to encounter such a monster, <br />I would likely be eaten by it. <br />Because in truth, I am that monster...' <br />_____________________________________________ <br /> <br />Puppets Strings, <br />An Enraged King; <br /> <br />What Am I Really? <br />Who Am I Now? <br />Or Am I Left A Shadow, <br />Of Hope, Knocked Down...?<br /><br />Crimson Soul<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/what-am-i-63/
