I do not own Shugo Chara!

The little clown. She was in the corner. Always staying there. She had said it was her safe haven. Being behind the curtain. Blending in with the others. Nobody ever saw her. Yet she still tried to stay hidden. She would not come out.

She refuses. They leave her. All alone in this scary world. Tears and whimpers are heard in the small corner. They all know what it was. The monster in the corner. The small devil in the corner. In that small room. In that small cage. Refusing to come out.

Shaking her head no and leaving. She goes back to the corner and hides. A dancer of the shadows. She hides within them. Scars and marks. Everyone said it was a cruel place ,but they did not know how cruel it could be. They say these things and yet, they have not felt the pain yet.

Shall I show them? Should I give them pain? Give them their suffering. I know that I'm just running away. I'm beating around the bush. I sigh and continue to dance. I move my feet on my own. I am no one's puppet. I am not attached to strings. If I just don't get serious then I won't have to feel sadness.

I can just turn my back and walk away. "It's not my business. I don't care."

They always say that I have no heart. I can't care. But what about them. They have no heart either. Trying to pick on a girl that already has a broken heart. Aren't they the cruel ones. I was never invovled. I didn't do anything. You just use me for your lies.

For your rumours. For your little jokes. But it won't be funny when I shoot a bullet down your throat. It was all your fault. I didn't do anything. But I'll always be that little girl. The girl who was fascinated with clowns and tricks. The girl who wanted love.

The girl who was always trying. The little clown that was always hiding. The little clown that was always in that corner. Facing the corner. Not looking the other way. Not turning her back. Not getting out of her safe haven.

She would always hope for some love.