Chapter 28

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I put my ear plugs into my ear.

I wanna be a bottle blonde

I don't know why but I feel conned

I wanna be an idle teen

I wish I hadn't been so clean

I wanna stay inside all day

I want the world to go away

I want blood, guts and chocolate cake

I wanna be a real fake

Yeah I wish I'd been a, wish I'd been a teen, teen idle

Wish I'd been a prom queen fighting for the title

Instead of being sixteen and burning up a bible

Feeling super, super (super!) suicidal

The wasted years, the wasted youth

The pretty lies, the ugly truth

And the day has come where I have died

Only to find I've come alive

I wanna be a virgin pure

A 21st century whore

I want back my virginity

So I can feel infinity

I wanna drink until I ache

I wanna make a big mistake

I want blood, guts and angel cake

I'm gonna puke it anyway

Yeah I wish I'd been a, wish I'd been a teen, teen idle

Wish I'd been a prom queen fighting for the title

Instead of being sixteen and burning up a bible

Feeling super, super (super!) suicidal

The wasted years, the wasted youth

The pretty lies, the ugly truth

And the day has come where I have died

Only to find I've come alive

Come alive, I've come alive

I wish I wasn't such a narcissist

I wish I didn't really kiss the mirror when I'm on my own

Oh God! I'm gonna die alone

Adolescence didn't make sense

A little loss of innocence

The ugly years of being a fool

Ain't youth meant to be beautiful?

Yeah I wish I'd been a, wish I'd been a teen, teen idle

Wish I'd been a prom queen fighting for the title

Instead of being sixteen and burning up a bible

Feeling super, super (super!) suicidal

The wasted years, the wasted youth

The pretty lies, the ugly truth

And the day has come where I have died

Only to find I've come alive

Only to find I've come alive

Only to find I've come alive

Come alive

Feeling super, super, super!

Feeling super, super, super!

Feeling super, super, super!

Come alive

Most of this song sates how I feel and what I wish I would have done. I wasted my whole childhood I wasted high school and middle school I wasted everything.

And now.

I've murdered someone.

Molly is dead because if me.

I put my hands down on the cold pavement under me and sit down. I'm in the middle of a road, and I don't know where I am but that doesn't matter. What matters is my mental state, I need to clam down a bit.

A tear slips out of my eye and I take a deep breath.

Everyone in awhile a car swerves by and honks at me, I'm not trying to kill myself anymore, after what I did I Molly I need to do all that I can to be normal again. I feel like if I do I would have wasted her life. I don't know I mean I already killed her so I don't know why it maters. But it does

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