When we had peace?

When we didn't fight and bicker, every day?

When we were friends, when we weren't enemies.

Oh no, I am not grown up.

Oh no, I am not mature.

Oh no, I am not innocent.

Oh no, I am not kind.

What I am?

I'm a bastard.

I don't deserve to have kind friends.

But I do.

They love and care for me.

But I return it with selfishness and hate.

My life, it has gone haywire.

Will someone please tame me?

Oh, if it weren't for you, I'm not sure I'd be here right now.

So thank you.

Dedidcated to author Eivexst over on FanFiction.