"Sabaku no Gaara"
My eyes stinging with the ever-present sand
Searches nothing in the blood-red sky
But power, the bane and center of my hollow existence
A villain born from the depths of resentment...
Kindness torn by vile words and crimson-stained hands...
I fear nothing nor do I cherish anything but myself
Bonds form with he who is of my kind and of my enemy
Yet they are cruelly severed
For in the midst of hatred blooms a flower of the season
Whose maternal affection sought to protect an empty seed
He leaves me in the hellish isolation as screams wrack my dry throat
Aspiration, comprehension, passion withered away by demonic dust
My feet continues to carry me numbly forward to bleak eternity
Cracked lips moving in unbroken rhythm
Fight for one's self, kill for one's self, love for one's self
"Kankuro"
Temperance is a trait lacked
Impulsiveness a gift of my youth
But so is cowardice
A gothic that loves to inspire fear in others
And ironically frightened of loving death
An image of arrogance to the strong and weak
An insect to the sand demon's embodiment
Expert ventriloquist
Ignorant trickster
Gaining nothing of power or courage
But the end result of my tragic flaw
That is proved by the hand of he
Whose bugs lay dormant on my skin
I'm a testimony of a boy who wrongly chose
Weak deception over true strength
"Temari"
Child of the power-lust
Sister of the blood-lust
The very heart of Prudence
And the very evil of Passion
Allegiance to my superior
A father who never was
Estranged with a fearful brother
Calming to another's temper
The pride of the shadow
Master of the winds
I seek and desire nothing
This emptiness devours me
I fear helplessness
Yet I am truly powerless
Do I fear myself?
