Internal Organs

Emotional Ride

Ryan woke to the sound of her alarm buzzing it's ugly beep, beep as it did every moring during the week and the occassional weekend. It was Friday and a new excitement filled the pits of her stomach with a happiness that couldn't be contained, therefore she would dance this morning no matter how ugly she looked while doing it. Today she had a date with Justin. She switched off the alarm, turning on a lamp before turning on the CD player and Mute by Drowning Pool began to play on her custom CD and she sang it, the sound loud but quiet enough. She twirled and danced in one of Shawn's shirts with her short shorts underneath.

Shouldn't have that far to go

(That far to go)

The less you think the more you know

It seems the dream is impossible

It seems the dream is impossible

It seems the dream is impossible

Never made a difference so why should you

Promise me you won't look at me

There's nothing left here to talk about

There's nothing left here to talk about

There's nothing left here to talk about

There's nothing left

There's nothing left here to talk about

There's nothing left here to talk about

There's nothing left here to talk about

There's nothing left

No matter how hard I try

The lonely one refuses to die

Someday I will be a better man

Someday I will be a better man

Someday I will be a better man

Never made a difference so why should I

Promise me you won't look at me

There's nothing left here to talk about

There's nothing left here to talk about

There's nothing left here to talk about

There's nothing left

There's nothing left here to talk about

There's nothing left here to talk about

There's nothing left here to talk about

There's nothing left

Promise me you won't look at me

There's nothing left here to talk about

There's nothing left here to talk about

There's nothing left here to talk about

There's nothing left

There's nothing left here to talk about

There's nothing left here to talk about

There's nothing left here to talk about

There's nothing left

She suddenly froze as she noticed clothes upon the perfect bed that was always beside her. She also began to notice snoring coming from the bed that she had jumped up from meerly minutes before. Her heart pounded in her throat as she grabbed a pillow, hitting the lump under the blankets and stuffed animals. The lump groaned, "Stop waking me up." It groaned in a voice that was vaugly familiar and filled with sleep.