Your Silver Trophy
Look into my eyes,
You will see the frustration that comes with being second best.
How I've tried
And I've hoped
And I've fought for you
And I've fallen
Hard.
"Oh Sasuke-kun," You would crow, "You're getting better every day."
"Naruto! We can't talk! What would Sasuke-kun think?" You would frown at me.
And I trained
And I became Hokage
And I even brought the traitor home for you.
So why, Sakura-chan, am I still your silver prize?
You used to run to me when you were upset. I thought you finally grew out of
That silly fangirl crush on the Uchiha from when we were 12.
I saw it in your eyes, the fear of me, the lies.
You said you weren't afraid of the horrible monster named Kyuubi,
Sealed inside of me by my own father, the Yondaime Hokage.
We were best friends until HE interrupted what could have been by returning.
As long as I have a chance, even a small one
I don't mind being your silver trophy.
