Behind Blue Eyes [Discontinued]

I

-Behind Blue Eyes-

I was sitting on my roof with my book in my lap. I had just finished a song and had a tune in my head, when I get a tune in my head, it doesn't go away and it bugs me until I sing it out loud. So, like any normal person, I began singing. On my roof. In the middle of the night. Yup, normal. Sarcasm is fun.

"No one knows what it's like
To be the bad man
To be the sad man
Behind blue eyes

No one knows what it's like
To be hated
To be fated
To telling only lies

But my dreams
They aren't as empty
As my conscience seems to be

I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
That's never free

No one knows what it's like
To feel these feelings
Like I do
And I blame you

No one bites back as hard
On their anger
None of my pain and woe
Can show through

But my dreams
They aren't as empty
As my conscience seems to be

I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
That's never free

When my fist clenches, crack it open
Before I use it and lose my cool
When I smile, tell me some bad news
Before I laugh and act like a fool

If I swallow anything evil
Put your finger down my throat
If I shiver, please give me a blanket
Keep me warm, let me wear your coat

No one knows what it's like
To be the bad man
To be the sad man
Behind blue eyes"

"KASUMI! GET YOUR ASS IN THIS HOUSE! NOW!" Came the angry voice of my father. I hopped back inside from my window, closed my book and hid it in my closet. As I sat down on my bed, my mother burst in through the door.

"What the hell is it with you?Always singing in the middle of the night? We go to sleep for a reason, and we don't need to be woken up by the shrill sound of your voice!" She screeched.

"I'm sorry, please forgive me, Mother." I said, earning a slap to the face.

"Who said you could speak?!" She yelled in response.

I said nothing, just looked at my hands folded in my lap. Doing so earned me another slap.

"Look at me when I speak, you insolent child," was her angry response. I looked up at her, my bright blue eyes looking into her dull brown.

"Don't you dare look at me like that!" She shreeked, about to slap me when her hand was caught.

"Mother, leave her alone," my brother, Tadashi, said. Tadashi's blond hair had fallen into his bright green eyes. I could still see through the cloak of hair that his eyes held anger in them as he glared at his mother. She took a deep breath then slowly let it out.

"Alright, Tadashi. I'm going back to sleep," she spoke kindly to Tadashi at first, but then switched to a venomous tone as she glanced at me.