Poem of a Six Year Old

by NaruShika-Forever

Naruto, at the age of six, has decided to retry his life. Before his 'death', though, he writes a poem to anyone who wishes to read it and know about his life. Years later he returns, and tries to change the village for the better! OOC Naruto. Being Re-done! Will not change to much... probably...

1. The First Good-bye

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto and this is most definitely not how he acts. if it was then i would most definitely not be reading it and nether would you, well, probably...

Poem of a 6-year-old

Naruto knew about Kurama in this fic. at the age of 4, thank-you for the question and I hope this clears it up.

Why?

Why me?

Why is it like this?

Why do they hate me?

Why only me?

There are others.

There are other orphans.

There are other pranksters.

There are other annoyances.

There are other children.

I don't understand.

I don't understand their reasons.

I don't understand what I did.

I don't understand why it's only me.

I don't understand the looks on their face.

They call me many things.

They call me monster,

They call me demon,

They call me Dobe,

They call me evil.

I hate the looks I get.

I hate the people that hurt me.

I hate my apartment.

I hate the color orange.

I hate this village.

I love Jiji.

I love Iruka-sencei.

I love ramen.

I love the nice people at Ichiraku.

I love Kurama.

I want few things.

I want acceptance.

I want friends.

I want safety.

I want to be free.

Thank you for reading my final words and goodbye,

Naruto

The AMBU that came for his shift found this poem on the bed and the last bit of blue flying up to the sky, blood on the ground changing color to follow it up. The man with the dog mask grabbed the letter and raced off to the Hokage. Water sliding down his face, hidden under the mask.

Hey, im thinking about continuing this and how the Hokage feels about it, but you have to tell me to so...

R&R