A person with power
can instinctively sense it in another.
You and I
we have it.
It trickles through our veins
waiting to be weilded.
Both of us are new to this
this feeling of more
of standing just outside the outskirts of society
of having something few posses.
Together, we could have took on
Where our paths diverged, however,
was what made all the difference.
For I chose to use my power selflessly
and you tried to snatch it
add it to your own.
But, dear, you know now what you didn't know then--
the minute you tried to take my power
yours was already gone.
Sometimes, ya just gotta let the emotions out.