This poem is about Hinata. I'm not trying to make fun of her; Hinata's one of my favorite characters. I just wrote a poem and it seemed to fit her. Although, it seems to fit Sakura a little too in some of it.
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Worthless.
I've been called that.
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I never help.
I never assist.
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On missions,
I'm too weak.
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People ask for advice,
I stumble over my words.
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I've been told I can never change.
I believe that.
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I try my best.
Admire those who do too.
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But I can never really admire myself.
Why is that?
Because I'm worthless.
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I may write a sequel for this. It depends on the number of people who want me to.