Sirens Don't Drown

Cold. Wet. Alone. All adjectives that you would never even think to use on me. Well... if you knew me before today. Yet today, was a totally different matter. I was in the streets, stuck on a street curb, and I was... well... cold. Wet. Alone. Actually I was always alone, yet never alone. People liked me, for all the wrong reasons, and nobody hated me, yet everybody had a reason too. You think I'd be happier, I mean, I get everything I want, and everything I don't. All in all, I get everything, period. If you were unlucky enough to think otherwise... well lets just say that the last person shot himself. In the head. Because I told him to. But he pulled the trigger, so... all's fair in the Siren wars.

I'm sorry, I forgot to introduce myself. Bow down, to Green. Green no last name. And if you haven't already put it together, then let me be blunt. I, Green, am a Siren.