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.