How cruel is the golden rule? When the lives we lived are only golden-plated And I knew that the lights of the city were too heavy for me Though I carried karats for everyone to see And I saw God cry in the reflection of my enemies And all the lovers with no time for me And all of the mothers raise their babies To stay away from me Tongues on the sockets of electric dreams Where the sewage of youth drowned the spark of my teens And I knew that the lights of the city were too heavy for me (too heavy for me) Though I carried karats for everyone to see (everyone to see) And I saw God cry in the reflection of my enemies And all the lovers with no time for me And all of the mothers raise their babies To stay away from me And pray they don't grow up to be...

T/W: Drug abuse, suicide attempt Michael hated Indian River Medical Center. It was where all the crackheads and crazy people were sent after they went too insane. Things were terrible, until a boy was admitted to the center that changed his life. Together, they decided they were going to escape this place, no matter what it took.

IF MY CREATIVE WRITING TEACHER SEES THIS I PROMISE I DIDN'T PLAGIARIZE ANYTHING I JUST POSTED MY SHORT STORY AS A FANFICTION Michael Mell loved his best friend Jeremy Heere. Jeremy Heere loved Christine Canigula. Michael one day started coughing up flower petals and has to make the decision to live a life without feelings, or live the rest of his life heartbroken.