• When I walk into the room,
    with my One Piece manga tucked under my arm,
    you laugh.

    Why so? Why do you laugh?
    Do you know why my appearance
    is so?

    My necklace of
    the dog demon
    is to unleash the female dog in me.
    Tell me to sit, and I will.

    My pokeball, housing my fandom of the creatures,
    is dangling around my neck.
    I seldom wear it, since it signals that
    I'm up for a challenge.

    My leaf headband tells me about
    all the bloodshed in my life,
    while you may think
    otherwise.

    My attitude, which I bring everyday.
    You may think its
    annoying and too peppy,
    but it's a change of heart.

    My mangas, those I admit. I read them too much.
    But those books opened friendship.
    These books are a
    bond.

    So laugh. Exile me.
    Try to break me.
    But those items
    are the things
    that keep me
    from being
    suicidal.