This mask
Some people call me a dead-last, they also call me dumb.
Some people call me an idiot, yet cheerful, like the sun.
What they do not know is that I wear a mask.
Which protects me and saves me, from the terrible harsh.
I always act happy-go-lucky, and people believe that's me.
Just some loser who thinks she knows how everything will be.
They are wrong, for inside I am but a child.
Who is scared when things get way too wild.
I am the person that helps you, when things go way too wrong.
But what about me? Please listen to my song.
For I am nothing but a shadow.
A shadow, that is defenceless, as I am all out of ammo.
The person that you think you know, is nothing but a front.
For if I showed my true self, I'd be afraid you'd think I'm nothing but a runt.
For I have strong walls, to protect me from the cold.
Please help me take it down, as I am afraid that doing it alone would make me crash and fall.
This mask may have protected me in times of need.
But if nothing else it has to go, go pack up and leave.
Help me please, break free of this prison.
Because what you know, it nothing but a mask.
People glare at me, and whisper behind my back.
I may act like it doesn't hurt, but that is just an act.
For every time that someone is cruel to me and my heart,
I feel my heart falling, and feel it break apart.
I can name many things of what people have called me:
Monster, Demon, Freak, Kyuubi, Dobe, Loser, Idiot, moron, waste of space, and so many more.
Who am I?
Naruto Uzumaki.