You were nothing, so they thought
But still you stood and still you fought.
Then one day sensei watched you train
And you never looked back again.
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Bright, young Hyuuga, full of joy
Your father fell: a main house ploy.
From that point on, you filled with hate
And every day you cursed your Fate.
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Young girl no one seems to know
No jutsu, but God can you throw.
Your brown hair tied up into buns
Your kunai? Well now, you've got tons.
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And you're perhaps the strangest one
Champion of Youth: teeth full of sun.
Your hugs all see a sunset beach
A genjutsu? No. Please, eye bleach.