Disclaimer: Journey Maker doesn't own Yugioh

This Poem reminds me of how Seto might interrupt life...


Love, Hope, Truth, Trust, Want, Greed, Lust, Death

We all have these pieces in us

Some we hide from

Some we flock to

We are all human

But we all must seem perfect

Who says?

Why must we look perfect?

Who made these rules?

I love

I hope

I need truth

I want trust

I want

I have been greedy

I lust

Even wish for death

I am made up of all these parts

Am I wrong?

Am I less?

Am I lost?

I don't know

I just want to be me

But how do I do that?

A/N: Poem written by my daughter Rebecca, aka: Loverskeeper