Chouji is sad and must suffer for his ART

[theroadinautumn]

*Chouji is in his bedroom listening to MCR and writing bad gothic poetry*
Oh woe is me
My heart is blacker than Sasuke's hair the raven
Swimming in a sea of despair
I carve thy name into my arm with a rusty kunai
And paint the swirls on my face
WITH MY BLOOD.
O release.

I want to be skinny so I can snap like a twig
I want to walk through Konoha
And not leave a footprint
(And not just because I'm a ninja and someone might track me down)
Oy.

Yes I am an Akimichi
But that doesn't mean life is peachy (hey, that's a Korn album)
I shall rend my pen into my heart
Death, I cry for thee
Oh come sweet death.

I take my knife and STAB STAB STAB STAB STAB
And then I fall into the abyss
Of ultimate despair.
Oh Shikamaru I shalt miss thee and thy pineapple hair
And Ino and thy flowers.
I tear the petals from the stem of the black rose.
It is black.
Like my heart.
I cry
When ninjas deserve to die.

BRB, crying. T_T