Why me?
I know it sounds selfish
asking something like that
but I don't care
after all i've been through I think i'm allowed to be a little selfish
Why was I the one they chose?
What reason did they have for using me as the container for Shukaku?
for that matter, did they even have a reason?
was it because I am the son of the Kazekage?
or was my father just twisted like that?
Why did they treat me the way they did?
I can understand caution
I can understand fear
but wasn't hate taking it just a little too far?
I never actually hurt any of them
well, not without reason
It's not my fault that Shukaku wouldn't let me sleep
It isn't my fault that part of my personality is unbalanced
what do you expect from someone who hasn't slept in nearly 15 years?
I don't know why i care
I just sort of do
You tend to think about things like that when all you do is think
The product of over a decade of sleepless nights
alone on the roof
watching the moon and stars
I guess the mask I portray is good
the one of complete hatred for the world
a homocidal maniac with no conscious
i really have perfected it
I guess most poeple would be surprised to know the truth
they'd never believe their eyes
or their ears for that matter
They're worst nightmare
the scurge of the village
the monster they hate
has a soul
a conscious
a heart
I wonder what they would think
Would it make them doubt themselves?
I mean after all, if a monster like me can have a heart, what does it make them?
They are the ones with all the hate and malice
They are the ones that shunned me
maybe they would stop and think on themselves
they who acted like true monsters
All I ever wanted was someone to love me
someone to hold me close and protect me
who would never leave me
allways be there
ready to help me
to laugh with me
play with me
All I ever wanted was a friend
Is that so much to ask?
Even someone who didn't run in fear of me at the mear mention of my name would have sufficed
I could have lived with one person, just one person, who could look me in the eye and not soil themself
Hell, someone that had enough guts to actually aim to hit me with a shuriken in combat practice
not just through it in my general direction and then run for the hills
That would have been enough
I guess in the end it doesn't matter
It's too late for a monster like me to change his stars
I'm stuck in this never-ending world of loneliness and hate
always pretending
always hiding
that's the lie i'll live
forever
Still I wonder,
Why me?