A/N- We wonder, how captivating the dark side can be! But we never know the people in the light are responsible for the dark side to exist tho. Because only when there is light the shadow shall spear beneath it.

Do I belong,
entitled to you.
To your name tho.
As you tell me so?
You tell the rights you have
Over me, so.
You tell me, everything I should do!
And how should I do.
And How incapable am I,
Without you.
You tell me so.

You tell me
how bad have I been.
And the punishments awaits me!
But that's later although.
The same little things ,
you manage to say,
just for me to hear everyday.
But why tho,
It hurts me yet deeply again,
Again and over again!
I thought I am over it sometimes,
Or that's what I thought so.
Rights! Oh, You do have them!
To hurt me
as you please tho.

Should I be sorry if I ain't the masochist!
I was supposed to be so.
They slandered me!
In front of you!
Quiet you stayed and hushed beneath.
Was that cause I was responsible,
what had transpired to me tho?
Am I the reason? I ask.
You tell me it is so.
You told me you had rights!
What are they? Can I ask so.
Oh, guess, I can't. Cause I belong to you.
Entitled to your name!
As you tell me so.

Stabbing would be less draining,
than being with you.
Why do I wonder so?
It ain't pain as much.
Will it?
I don't think so.
But I belong to you.
So I need ask you first tho.

Trying new, again.
But I am afraid if I tell you so,
you ain't laugh like last time.
Will you though?
You tell I ain't capable
to get past even the basics tho!
Sometimes I wonder if,
I would be okay without you?
I still don't think so.
Bleeding red,I wish
to have my heart at the solace, I seek so.
But I belong to you.
So I hide when I do so.

Overreacting,
That's what you tell me, I am.
Am I really so?
Maybe I am just as I am tho!
But should I tell you so?
But it's not important,hence 
I keep it from you although.
You tell me you have rights over me
and you hurt me so!
But I have always agreed to this!
But then why I question it today tho.
Do I belong to you?
Entitled, To your name?
As you tell me so?

There are some who tell me
I am dysfunctional to even love.
Is it so!?
Maybe I can blame you this time tho?
Can I?
Yes, I am asking you permission
even to blame you so.
Can you let me one last time tho?
But why should I even ask you tho!.
Oh, the Rights !? You still have so.
But to which extent,
I think although.

I ain't the manic
you say tho.
Or may be a little bit.
Pfft! See, even I think so!
Now, Can I blame you?
Coz this is how you taught me to be tho.
Oh, you still have the rights to me, no?
NOOO!
WHO TOLD YOU SO!
(smirks)
I blame you,
For the lives,
I shall take upon tho!
And yours is on top
I am telling you so,
For you to know.
You have the rights over me.
I still belong to you,
But this time you shall too tho.

A/N-An irony. I won't say anything else though. This is Meng Yao to his creator. A fictional Depth of what might have transpired, how he became who or more precisely what he is.