My Name's B L U R R Y F A C E

Heavy Dirty Feeling

Depression already takes over me. Blurryface takes over me. I'm insecure. People call me a faggot. The reason my parents abused me is because they found out I was gay. Fear will be the death of me. Fear leads to anxiety. It's exactly what happened to me. I'm scared that if I try to simply walk down the street someone will follow me. It feels like someone is after me. I can't sleep. I'm having very bad feelings. I see Josh on the other side of the treehouse sleeping. He looks so peaceful. His breath sounds so soft when he sleeps. No harsh snore. Just beautiful breaths. It's comforting. I like it. I lay down trying to put my self to sleep by singing. I sit up. It's not working. I notice that the sky is starting to lighten. Josh wakes up.

 "Up already?" he asks.

 "I didn't get any sleep"

Josh sits up.

 "Why, what's bothering you? Does it have to do with your parents?"

 "No, i'm way over them."

 "Well what is it?"

 "Well, there's this creepy voice in my head telling me evil things trying to bring me down."

Josh tilts his head and looks confused.

 "Never mind Jishwa" I say

Josh giggles from the given nickname.

 "Jishwa" Josh giggles

 "Ha" I laugh

 "So Tyler, tell me about yourself, what do you like to do for fun?" he questions

 "Well, I like to play the piano, ukulele, and I like to sing."

 "Wow, that's amazing! I play the drums." Josh added

 "Cool. Maybe we can make a song together." 

 "Yeah, that'd be awesome!"Josh said joyfully

 "I'm kinda hungry, wanna go get something to eat?"

 "Well, I would but I don't have money." Josh says in a low voice

 "It's ok. I have a couple of dollars."

Josh and I walk to a nearby Taco Bell. We go in and I immediately smell the delightful smell of Chalupas. I order a chalupa and Coke and Josh orders a Taco and Sprite. We sit at a small table and eat our food. Josh and I were dead silent for a few minutes but Josh broke the silence.

 "Hey!" Josh said.

 "What?"

 "This Taco Bell is hiring!"

 "That's awesome! Wanna see if we can apply for a job?"

 "Of course!" Josh yelled

We walked up to the counter.

 "Welcome to Taco Bell. How may I help you?" said the cashier

 "Ma'am, we would like to apply for a job here." I said in my "professional" voice

 "Ok sir. Can both of you complete this job application and put it in this clear glass box when done?" she said

She taps on the clear glass box and hands us the applications. It takes us 15 minutes to complete the applications. We walk up to the counter to turn our applications in.

 "Thank you um..."

 "Jenna." she says

 "Thanks!" I say as I slide my application in the box.

Josh and I run out of the Taco Bell.