For IzKatiebug
I sat there. Alone, sad, crying, depressed. Why did it have to be me? What did I ever do wrong?
I'm tired of being what you want me to be
Feeling so faithless, lost under the surfaceI laid there sadly. Pony walked in with some ice cream.
"Hey," he said and I rolled my eyes.
"Leave me be Pone," I said and he nodded walking back out.
I don't know what you're expecting of me
Put under the pressure of walking in your shoesI sat there looking at the blade on the nightstand. I picked it up and started cutting. It's not like anyone would miss me anyway.
Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow
Each cut I cried. I cried and cried.
Every step that I take is another mistake to you
I shook my head violently. I wanted to die. I couldn't tell you why.
Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow
"Soda"
I jumped up startling myself.
"You need to come in. Boss said if not you're fired"
I got up grabbing my DX jacket slipping it on. I left the sleeves down so no one saw my cuts. No one could know.
I've become so numb, I can't feel you there
Become so tired, so much more awareI trudged into the DX and stood behind the counter. Sad. Steve pat me on the back and continued to the back to work on the cars.
By becoming this all I want to do
Is be more like me and be less like youI stood there until I heard the door open. Great.
"Welcome to the DX. How can I help you" I asked sadly and didn't even look up. It was silent so I was so confused.
I looked up to see a girl standing there with a sad look. She had medium brown hair that stopped at her back, baby blue eyes, plump pink lips, thick black eyelashes, curvy body and looked about 5'2. She looked familiar. I didn't know where from.
She walked over and grabbed my hands.
"You okay?"
"I don't know you," I said and she smiled sadly.
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The Outsiders: Imagines, Preferences, and Lyric Pranks [Competed]
FanfictionThe title explains it Started: {9/2/18} Ended: {1/3/19}