They do not know how it feels like.
How I have tried to throw myself into battle, but cowered instantly when I would think that I wasn't strong enough.
How it feels to be a failure.
A crybaby.
To be nobody.
How would they feel if they were the ones being scorned and belittled?
I want to be strong!
I need to be strong.
I hate what I am today.
But maybe...
Just maybe.
Ten years into the future, I am sure that I'll be different.
Way, waaaay cooler than what I am now!
I'll show them!
Let's go.
Ten-Year Bazooka!
A/N: There. Just a little drabble for Lambo. C= Maybe I'll make a series of drabbles for different characters.
Know what? Maybe I will.
-Leon, out!
