Disclaimer: Do not own Naruto.

Couples: Saso/Saku early age to Shippuden

I got the idea while reading a fic about the Akatsuki taking care of lil Sakura so this is my inspiration drawn from it. If you are confused with anything please notify me and I will tell you what it means.


Porcelain from Wood and Back Again

Everyone tells her what to do, what to say, what to wear.

They dress her up like a doll and treat her like a toy.

No one understands her. No one tries.

They tell her what to feel, what to think, what to believe in.

She doesn't know right from wrong, what is real or what is fake.

No one allows her to live her life. She's their doll. A toy for them to play with.

No emotions displayed on her porcelain doll-like face.

She stands up for things she doesn't know and persecutes things she doesn't care.

She will what they ask (what to see, what to smell) and will do their bidding (fell this, hate that).

She doesn't understand, doesn't know (can't think, can't feel).

All her life (do this, do that) what's good for her (eat this, eat that).

She doesn't know what's real anymore, so diluted is her mind.

Fantasy is where she lives and plays; all day, everyday. Never once entering the world of reality.

She lets them do this; she doesn't care. She's the doll they all control.

She used to be a puppet. A pretty little thing; controlled by once.

But her puppeteer left her all alone (no more strings).

He left, she broke. No more puppeteer, no more puppet.

They took her; made her a doll (no strings, just listen).

They made her porcelain out of wood (so puppet, all alone).

They made him angry, he left (forgot about her).

They said it was okay (porcelain from wood).

They would make it okay (took him away, got her).

They said he would come back (never did, gone forever).

She became their doll (no more wood, no more strings).

She became like the rest (all the same, none unique).

She's now a doll forever more (no longer a puppet).

The doll makers came and gave her away (new home, no chance).

Given away with a new master (no strings, no will).

He came back, took her away (wood from porcelain).

He came back; made her new (new strings, new will).

She's now a puppet again.

Her puppeteer is back (never leaving, never again).

She's back again always with him, never leaving (always there, going nowhere).

He says he's sorry (so sorry, didn't mean it).

He won't leave again (oh no, never again).

He won't let them take her (all his no one else's).

He says she's his puppet (no porcelain).

He says she's not a doll (all wood, all strings).

Now she's forever a puppet with only one master (only one, not many).

No more porcelain, no more glass.

She's thinking now (I can do this and that).

She knows what's wrong and what's right (this bad, that good).

She's wood from porcelain, now the strings.

Always with puppeteer, never going back (no more porcelain, only wood and strings).