Warning: Contains mentions of suicide. Somewhat minanaru if you squint.
Cold Blue Eyes
'Look in the mirror; What do you see?'
'I see my reflection, looking right back at me.
I see myself with just the same guise: hair, skin, and all, but look at his eyes.
He wears the same mask, that we know today; Yes, its the same, but not in the same way.
While his are so beautiful, bright, and bold, underneath they seem so worn and old.
Mine are to differ, as they dim and flicker.
To others they seem, such a beautiful sight, but when Im alone, mimic a dark winter night.
Sadly as my sanity dies, the more the see, of my cold blue eyes.'
He walks through the home, and stops at a drawer; Soon knick-knacks and trinkets, all fall to the floor.
He holds a blade, so small yet sharp, aiming just so, it stills over his heart.
His entire life he was told, he couldnt pass the test, but to their annoyance, he said, "I'll try my best!".
He said, "Believe it!", but couldnt himself; So what was the point, of calling for help?
The words words he spoke were, "I'll finally leave the nest.", with the knife drawing blood, he surrendered to death.
Im sorry this tale ends in such sorrow, but floating through the streets, is a ghost child named...
Naruto.
