Me: Here I am again…
Naruto: yup you are here, nii-chan!
Sasuke: really… haven't noticed…
Me: Well, I never!
Naruto: Is this a fan fiction?
Me: More of a fan poem!
Naruto: I bet Sasuke will love it because it's sort of emo, JUST LIKE HIM!
Sasuke: … I'm not emo!
Naruto: (glomps Sasuke) Yes you are! But you are my emo person!
Sasuke: … (Hugs Naruto) and you are my hyperactive knucklehead.
Me: Am I going to do the disclaimer by myself?!... Whatever… I DO NOT OWN NARUTO! But if I did, SASUNARU ALL THE WAY, BABY!
Crowd: (applauses and woots)
Sasuke and Naruto: (stop hugging) (blushes)
Me: Okay… I don't know who will be the main character, okay? Just use your imagination!!! Or just ask Spongebob Squarepants to explain the whole 'IMAGINATION' concept to you!
A knife in my hand
Against my bare skin.
This is my last stand.
The room starts to spin.
Crimson blood falls down
From my wounded wrist,
I wore a sad frown,
I will not be missed.
A tear starts to fall.
The dark covered me.
No one knew at all,
Anything 'bout me.
The cruel fact of life,
Had brought my demise
Along with a knife,
Life is not very nice.
Light in a tunnel
Came into my view,
Hoping it's not hell,
To the light I flew.
My lifeless body
Had stayed down on Earth,
I was at last free,
Felt like a rebirth.
My body was found,
Many questions thought,
They were all dumbfound,
So many distraught.
But I was no gone,
Away from the pain,
My soul will live one,
But left a tear stain.