He's weak, helpless before me

He's just like all those other fools

The only reason I haven't killed him yet is that he's my vessel

So why did I protect him?

Why choose to shelter him from the blast?

I can read the fear in their eyes

Their thoughts are open to me

All that they know I know also

I only wish I knew myself as well

Wish I knew why…

Knew why my heart pounds when he smiles

Why I feel jealous of his friends

Why I won't allow anyone to hurt him

Even though anyone includes myself

I want him, who knows why

Why then do I not just take what I want

Never before have I hesitated

Never before have I wanted anything so much

I know it's a weakness

I know he's a weakness

But, I like this weakness

They teach that weakness is a curse

Now that I see perhaps they were wrong

Weakness can be a gift

Bakura thinking about how he saved Ryou at Battle City. R&R please.