This is a poem for Naruto.
I do not own Naruto…yadda..yadda…
You know the drill.
Remember this is a Young Naruto poem.
My Friend,
Of all friends is mine alone,
No one can take him,
He is mine alone
He comes to heal my wounds,
He is there to fend of the bad ones,
He makes them not attack me,
But they do anyway
I guess if he wasn't my friend,
Then I would be liked,
Not beaten to almost death,
Why do they hate him?
No,
More attackers,
They beat me,
He is nowhere to be found,
"Save Me," I scream,
No one is there,
No one cares,
I lay there now,
Beaten,
Why don't they just kill me?
Or do they want to torture me till I die?
Why wasn't he there when I needed him?
Did he leave me?
"I am still here,"
I look around and see no one,
Where is he?
I want to die,
Die and be forgotten,
Never to face this world again,
Standing up I front of me is a man,
Who grabs me,
I scream,
Then remember the smell,
That smell,
It's a friend of mine!
Looking up I see nothing,
Nothing but a bright blue sky
