Disclaimer: I do not own Fruits Basket, it belongs to the holder of the penname Natsuki Takaya.

Mockery

I wanted to make friends, but they only ignored.

So I waited for a friend to come, but soon I got bored.

I gathered enough courage, so then I could talk,

they paid attention, but only to mock.

Was what I said funny? That is not what I meant.

Why do they treat me like this? Is it because I'm different?

Is it because I smile, but they all frown?

Only when they mock me, it's upside-down.

That is when I realized, it's less painful when I'm quiet.

They only hurt me when I talk, though my mind would like to riot.

I couldn't talk, my words were locked away.

That was my desire, that was where it lay.

But I was afraid my mom would find out.

I was afraid she would shout.

No, I couldn't tell Mother.

I don't want to be a bother.

But most of all, you see

I'm afraid she will reject me.

So that is how it came to be

until she came comforted me.

She talked to me even though I didn't talk back, she understood.

Up till now, I didn't think anyone could.

She'd compliment me and say 'I love you.'

In my heart those words are engraved, because I know they're true.

Because she pointed out the good qualities in me, I've begun to see

what a wonderful person I could be.

After a while, their mocking eased

and I began to talk as I pleased.

But still, I can't wait for school to be done

because I found the person who makes me happy, her, the one.