Who the hell are you?
Beast, defiler, source of all my pain, How could some one so elite be so evil?
Put down the mask, Let the real one shine through.
She is not the evil one,
but you.

Let friends be friends.
Leave them alone,
ey are not your concern.
End thier pain, for you are the cause.

Their destiny has spoken,
You can not stop destiny's path.
Their spirits grow stronger,
And hatred shows through.

My name is Ryan,
Who the hell are you?

By McConnerCloud

Im kinda eshamed by this piece when i look back at the reason why I wrote it, I was only 13 at the time and over-reacted to the actions of a teacher, along with the rest of the school. Now, only 3 years later, i realize how much I really was over-reacting. Oh weel I wrote it so here it is. I have writen 3 total poems that I concider to be decent, but I cannot find the third so it looks like two will have to do until i write another.