A/N: Just a short random piece I made. Originally it wasn't meant to be about Naruto, but it seemed a lot like it, so I changed it a bit. A weird mix of abstract prose and awkward poetry, I guess. EDIT: Spaces were not coming up correct, so I fixed it.
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It comes easy to me. The smiles, the laughter, the joyous words.
They flow from me, ignoring my brain and spilling from my mouth.
It doesn't matter that I hate these people.
It doesn't matter that I wish I never met them.
We had grown into a pattern, a pattern that needed to be balanced.
I needed to keep my balance, as if they knew what I was, what I did,
I would be cast away from them without a second thought.
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The pattern was simple.
I smile and grin and pretend that everything is perfect.
He pretends to care about us, and pretends to understand.
She pretends to strive forward, and pretends to support others.
I hated them both.
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I wonder if they like each other.
I wonder if they hate each other.
Hate comes easier to mind.
A happy triangle of hate,
Binding us all together.
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They think their disgust is hidden.
It's poorly concealed, not like my mask.
My mask is pure, complete, happy.
Their feelings show in their words, eyes, mouth.
They still think they have the upper hand.
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They think I'm stupid.
They think I'm naive.
They think I don't know.
They are easily fooled.
My mask is too perfect.
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I've deceived them since the beginning.
I hear more than them.
I see more than them.
I understand what they do not.
They are truly foolish.
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I let them judge me.
I'll let others judge me.
It doesn't matter anymore.
Soon, the chance will rise,
And I will be free of their filth.
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I will be free.
Free to show what I am.
Free to show what I was.
Free to show what I will be.
I will be free at last.
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A/N: Ha. Over. Delightful. If you didn't get it, 'I' was Naruto, 'He' was Kakashi, and 'She' was Sakura.
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