C H A N G E/M U L T I P U R P O S E S (Completed)

Endless Struggles

Lance always knew that he wasn't the best. Being constantly reminded that you made it in because Keith left the Garrison.

Now even on the castle, Allura's constant reminders that Lance was always last and late didn't encourage Lance to do his best.

However none of this mattered to Lance anyways, he had to help the Universe, he can't be standing there moping while everyone else is fighting with all their might.

Lance shouldn't talk down about himself about never being better than the seventh wheel.

Lance didn't have the time to cut himself repeatably till he couldn't feel his arm.

Lance shouldn't care about the empty feeling he felt as he sat at the dinner table.

Lance should be practicing to get stronger and on the same wavelength as everyone.

However. . . . . . . . . . .

Lance constantly talked down about himself about never being better than the seventh wheel. Even if he didn't Allura and Keith was there to remind him.

Lance didn't have the time to cut himself repeatably till he couldn't feel his arm. But he had all the time in the world when you aren't needed and is kicked out the room when planning strategies.

Lance shouldn't care about the empty feeling he felt as he sat at the dinner table. But he feels like his stomach can't hold it in any longer if they ignore him like the plague. 

Lance should be practicing to get stronger and on the same wavelength as everyone. But Lance was never good enough, the endless night of training, yet Lance still isn't close enough.

Lance reaches his hand out as thet team walkes into the horizon, but to them it seems to them he is waving at them cheering them on.

But no matter how close Lance gets, they seem to disappear into the horizon disappearing into the sunlight leaving Lance alone with his thoughts. 

And the day would repeat till it Tore Lance apart.