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.
