A/N: Before I start this, I just wanna give you a little warning. I haven't looked at the lyrics yet and I wanted to say that this is a Limp Bizkit song. Cursing may or may not be involved. Thank you.
I might adapt this and put it in my one shot book.
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No one knows what it's like
To be the bad man
To be the sad man
Behind blue eyes
Everyone, including you, seemed to hate the augur of Camp Jupiter. No one ever got close enough to actually talk to him, to get to know the past that shaped him.
And no one knows
What it's like to be hated
To be fated to telling only lies
Being all alone, being hated, all for something he had no control over, it really wears a person down. But lying seemed like the best option, I mean, everyone hated him anyway, why not add fuel to the fire?
But my dreams they aren't as empty
As my conscience seems to be
I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
That's never free
No one knew that his parents didn't even care about him.
No one knew that they disowned him.
No one knew he had two siblings; a brother and a sister, both younger than him.
No one knew that his siblings were in the same boat as him.
No one knew.
But they pretended they did.
No one knows what its like
To feel these feelings
Like i do, and i blame you!
It kinda makes sense that he would lash out, and hurt others around him. Feeling abandoned and hated really warps a person's mind.
No one bites back as hard
On their anger
None of my pain and woe
Can show through.
Yet, he had to try and keep everything hidden away, as to not damage his reputation of being stone cold.
But my dreams they aren't as empty
As my conscience seems to be
I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
That's never free
Even the so called bad guys have dreams. His was to be a famous surgeon. But if no one trusts you to be near them, how would they trust you to cut them open and operate on them?
Discover l.i.m.p. say it [x4]
No one knows what its like
To be mistreated, to be defeated
Behind blue eyes
No one knows how to say
That they're sorry and don't worry
I'm not telling lies
No one ever apologized to him, not once in the eighteen years of his life. And it wasn't an exaggeration.
But my dreams they aren't as empty
As my conscience seems to be
I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
That's never free
After the Giant War, after the incident costing the young adult his life, you were one of the ones elected to clean out his belongings.
No one knows what its like
To be the bad man, to be the sad man
Behind blue eyes.
Amongst his things were a series of twelve journals. One for every year he was at camp. And in the pages rested these bitter revelations, shedding a new, softer light on the one they called heartless and cruel.
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A/N: So, another sorta sad one done. Anyway, I was wondering if I should start a book like is for Supernatural. Comment yes or no, please.
Love, immortals--
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Demigod x Reader (One Shots) ::DISCONTINUED::
FanfictionIn my account change, this story is not moving with me.
