Disclaimer: Don't own Naruto. I don't really see how I can either.
Never Good Enough
If my life were an open book
You'd see the torn pages
You'd see the beautiful pictures
The words would be scripted in old fashion writing
Everyone could see
See how much I cry
See how much I lie
I sit and think
The pages stray and flutter
You've always tortured me with the truth
Everyone, you are no exeption, calls me weak
I find the pain is so much worse than you think
You stray and tell me hateful things
The book's pages fly
Open to my heart
Scarred and bloodied, beaten
Beaten with lies
You see right past me
Look at him with wondering eyes
When I catch your attention, you yell at me
Glare at me with hate
Tell me I'm so weak
Everyone gets so much more respect
Everyone seems to be so much more loved
They don't have a father like you
I cry so hard
But I don't have the courage to tell anyone how I feel
I feel like no one cares
Esspecially not you
nightskyDragonfly requested me to do a poem about Hinata, how her father can't stand her because she is weak and how she is jelous of others because they don't have a father like hers with high expectations. So here it is.
Obviously, I take requests. Please review!!