BEYBLADE

BY: CUTETYHIL

SELF ADDICTED

(Tyson's POV)

Up at six in the morning

A little peace this soul today is wanting

All around me I see the mediocre sheets

My unwashed red jacket and ripped jeans

Head in hands and a little sigh

Where's Hil, oh my!

Starts again the same routine

Why can't I sense the storm of bladin'

Dripping drops of shower I feel

Wash this restless soul and heal

I breathe in deep as I began to contemplate

Finding the feeling to love the life to pave

I am in love with the all alone feelin'

I say this a million times with soul sealin'

Dressin' in usual attire, smirking in simper

Proudly abandoning the cap with cheeks in dimple

Quite in confidence with on black jacket

Putting it on like a champ and hero

Smiling to myself in the typical blithe

I've been this way, no nothing like guilt

Dreaming about the things they gasp about

Rem'ber the miracles that dragoon wielder had brought

Gotta a right to show off, eh, eh

I m all alone awesome unlike them, feh

Headin' down with that already attitude

Sheesh, not that kai-ish, at least got some gratitude

'Whaaao, for whom?' I hear you say

None, sole for myself, myself, just stay.

Cause feel like I m addicted, 'dicted, 'dicted

Seduced with myself, with no side effects

No, no, no, feelin 'like unrequited

No kidding, if it were, wouldn't have ever quitted

Smiling with lure at their gazes

Could feel the addiction in their eyes with haze

Still could be social and smile with sweetest lips

Won't let you down, ever is gonna the blade rip

I know there is nothing lonelier

Than being sad with yourself with red ears

I would like to meet myself someday

When I need nobody never in my way

I don't prefer to give the flirty smiles

To the brunette I walked million miles

Building memories that won't fade

I love them 'cause I know I have made

Each minute I try to find the purpose

Beside bladin', the passion that comes first

Each day I try to see the good in them

Gets hurt only to see the rough in them

Still I smile to myself

Cover all the wounds under

Moving in life with reasons strong

I'm the calm before the storm.

Okay readers, this is it, just my first attempt to write a poem in champ's POV. Recently I happened to watch the great battle, "Tyson VS Kai" and I somehow got motivated to write this. Hope you liked it. I hope I did justice to all the Tyson's fans here. Anyway, see ya next time. Review!