This is a small piece i did for as a request from wolfstar713

I hope you like it.

As I sat all to myself, time kept still in my cell.

My red, scratchy uniform was tearing apart from all the labor I have done.

I only look forward to the end of the day.

Then my hard bed became my sanctuary.

It helped me escape from this dreadful place.

I await the day that Sokka can come and rescue me.

That day could come soon or later.

I just want to see that clown's face again.

His bright blue eyes, goofy smile, and sensitivity to me is over powering.

I can't stand this place.

I want to be free.

I want to use my golden fans again.

To see my friends, family, and Island.

When will this end?

When will I be myself again?

I want to be me again.

I will await the day that he can come and rescue me.

The day that Sokka comes for me.