Not Good Enough For The Truth And Cliche

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto...SADLY

Hurtful words,
From my enemies of the last five years,
What's it like to die alone?

Pain, I felt it. Reality, it hit me. Rejection, I hated it. Sakura had rejected me again, but this time it hurt worse because I had confessed to her in front of almost half the village at the festival. I had always liked Sakura ever since the academy. I had always tried to get her attention but she never noticed. No it was all about her precious Sasuke.

How does it feel when your tears freeze when you cry?
The blood in your veins is twenty below.

When Sakura came running to me, crying, begging me to bring back her Sasuke, I had said I would to make her happy. I knew then that I would never be the object of her affection and it hurt but I still pursued her anyway.

Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette,
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet,
Out from the window see her back drop silhouette,
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget,

Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette,
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet,
Out from the window see her back drop silhouette,
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget,

I had once contemplated suicide, thinking it wad the only way out, but then she came. She came and showed me real love,

Something I cannot forget.

Hinata-Chan.

So for now, take this down a notch,
Crash my car through your window,
Make sure you're still alive,
Just in time to kill you,

Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette,
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet,
Out from the window see her back drop silhouette,
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget,

When Hinata found me that night, it was the night I had decided to try and commit suicide. But she, she found me and took the gun out of my hands and told me it was the cowards way out. She showed me her wrist and said it was the cowards way out. I knew she had tried too, except no one was there to save her like she was for me.

Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette,
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet,
Out from the window see her back drop silhouette,
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget,

She had managed to talk some sense into me, calm me down, and she just held me. She didn't say a word, she didn't judge, she didn't call me a monster or hit me, she just simply hugged me.

Something I cannot forget.

I can never forget her kindness.

I can't take this (take) anymore
I can't take this (take) anymore
I can't take this (take) anymore
(I cannot feel what you've done to me)
I can't take this (take) anymore
(What you've done to me)

It was a mission. An S-class mission to be exact, and Baa-chan had picked Hinata as part of a three man cell to carry it out. I didn't want her too, I told her it was to dangerous and that I couldn't loose her. And she just smiled and grabbed my hand and told me she would come back.

So for now, take this down a notch,
Crash my car through your window,
(Window)

she lied.

Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette,
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet,
Out from the window see her back drop silhouette,
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget,

I stood there in my black robes, looking at her picture surrounded by dozens of flowers. I hadn't put mine down yet, I couldn't, I didn't want to say goodbye. She loved me, I later found out. She had loved me since the academy and I was too fucking stupid to realize it. I let my tunnel vision for Sakura blind me from the most beautiful girl in the world.

Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette,
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet,
Out from the window see her back drop silhouette,
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget

So here I was again, in my room with the gun, contemplating. I was just about to when I felt a warmth wash over me suddenly, and the wind howled and I could have sworn it was telling me. "Don't my love." and I dropped the gun and cried.