A Book Of Twenty-One Pilots

Pilot 2

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Let me tell you the story of a boy

He was young and unhappy

And his house was burning down

He didn't want a sister anyway

So he moved away

There she was left alone

Though she soon would know

A door and four walls do not make a house a home

Was he happier here?

this house was so warm

He was never mistreated

He got everything he wanted and everything he needed

He liked it here

though his happiness didn't last very long

She was young but too young to understand

Too young to feel sad and no one gave her a helping hand

But as she got older her heart grew colder

She didn't like this home

So she planned to runaway

Though she never made it very far

Her heart is stone cold now

It's funny that

No matter how much you love someone

they will never love you back

There was lots of things she couldn't be

So Instead she found her purpose in things you couldn't see

It is very odd 

That they never knew one another

a sad little sister and an asshole brother with two parents

but its apparent that they only like the high

no they didn't want their children's hugs only the drugs

a sad little sister in a sad broken home

had she ever felt so alone?

 and  though they saw each other from time to time

She didn't want to know him

And he acted completely fine

And one day she found the courage 

To stand on top of a chair

The heights she didn't fear but only thought

"Things look a lot smaller from up here"

The story always ends the same

The girl died

but the boy never shed a tear