Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto...
Summary: Gaara is thrown into a world of confusion...

"The world casts its shadow around me
Blocking me from everything.
I look around and only see myself
Standing in the corner of eternal darkness.
Why is it that I am so alone?
Am I not good enough for this world?
Why is it that I feel so eager,
So willing to accept warmth from a mere passerby,
But receive nothing, and watch them fade away?
That warmth is the only thing that keeps me sane,
But I am on the verge of losing myself.
I don't understand.
This world in neglecting me!
This world in purposely making me suffer,
Making me shiver form the coldness of my own heart.
Nobody wants to be my friend.
Nobody would ever care about me.
I only care about myself!
These disgraceful beings shove me into a world of hatred.

I...I don't remember what if feels like to care about somebody..."

I turn around and see a faint figure,
Reaching out a glowing hand...
"No, this cannot be!"
"Gaara.." it called.
I freeze from fear as a light shines from the figure,
Blinding me...Sudden thoughts begin to run in and out of my mind.....

"Gaara, a friend can only be made by being one......"