Disclaimer: I am not the owner of naruto,look at me... I'm poor.
(F.V-kai) This is short people and unbeta-ed, so, I apologize before hand. This is a drabble ( or short fic, whatever).
author: atolrac
Title: I am not.
It was wrong, wrong -and he tries to apologize, but cant stop stuttering and looking to the side. He should apologize, he should, he really should; but cant, not enough time. He knows if he let his mouth start, it would not stop, he would end up spilling his life -baring it for everyone to see, embarrassing himself beyond believe.
Babbling without a stop is actually his forte, but that is not the point. People should not be accustomed to an idiotic him. They should know who he is -the real him, not just laugh aloud and be condescending to him. No, people should know him; people should praise him, because he is not stupid. People should probably be bowing before him, because he has so much to give. Not calling him stupid, or a coward -because he is not, but life is not fair -and he's so tire of repeating everything people spurts at him and doing -trying to do everything the, demands, of him. Lifeshould be fair, but is true; the villagers are right, always right.
Nevertheless, they should not demand so much of him, he is only a teenager -only a child. The mess of thoughts is proof enough of that.
This -the dysphoria he is feeling, he begun to smoke because of that, but now the cigarettes do not stop it anymore, this fucking war he has in his head. Black and white, white and black -why not red… And be done with it…?
"Because that's the cowardly way out," his mind (more likely Sasuke) would provide. He could hear it, right now, even over the lecture his captain was shooting at him -He knows-he knows! But he wants it all to end -please!
Just… "shut up..."