I know they think
I'm dead.
They greive for me
I'm dead.
Their sister
is dead.
Their clanmate
is dead.
Their daughter
is dead.
I don't care.
After all
I'm "dead".
Let them think that.
So what?
Should I care?
Nope.
I'm dead.
I'll laugh
when I think
they're crying.
I'm dead.
I don't feel.
I don't hurt.
I don't think.
I'm dead.
Poor Hollyleaf. :'( I think she became crazy after she got trapped in the tunnels. All alone. By herself. And nobody else to talk to or any reason to stay sane. Poor Hollyleaf.
