Thread: Vengeance

Yuki sat in the living room pondering the truth of it all. She had her own doubts about herself but the one's that her Dragon friend had placed in her about him were worse. She no longer knew how to handle herself. She knew who she wanted to be. She just wasn't sure about the pat to take to get there. She sang softly to her self thinking about it. 'I just want to be better than your, your head's only medicine' 'I just want to be better than your, your head's only medicine' Yuki couldn't help but think of the fact that she just wanted to be the best thing her friends could need. The strong one that could hold them all together. She wished she could have held her old friends together but they had been doomed from the moment Paul entered the group. A downward spiral just a pirouette Getting worse til there's nothing left What good comes of something when I'm just the ghost of nothing? She no longer knew who she was because of the people that had once said they were her friends. She didn't know how to repair herself after that. She had no idea how to go from being the ghost of nothing to being a person anymore. She just wanted to pick a single part of her and make it HER. Not just what people wanted her to be. She wanted to be the person she had alwasy wanted to be. 'I'm just the man on the balcony singing' Nobody will ever remember me, Rejoice, rejoice and fall to your knees She ran into people she used to know in high school. People she had been close with. They hardly remembered her because she had changed so much. Her face, her hair, her personality, the way she held herself. One of them had actually told her I don't feel like I know you anymore, Yuki. You have gotten so much worse, I don't know if you can pull out of that hole anymore. When she realized that all she needed was time to find herself, she nearly cried. What she needed was people who would support her changes, not force her to be who they wanted. for a Lunatic of a god or a god of a lunatic? Oh, their faces are dancing They're dancing til Til they can't stand it For the longest time she had felt like she was losing her mind. She wasn't sure which of her groups of friends would help her the most. She was the crazy one when she hung out with the BM group. She was mearly the Lunatic of the God. When she was in portland, she was the God of the Lunatics. She wasn't sure which role was heathy. Maybe neither. A composer but never composed Singing the symphonies of the overdosed A composer but never composed 'Singing' I only want what I can't have She played the composed one far too often when in all reality, she was a mess inside. She held J together when he snapped. She held Rambo together when him and J fought. She held Era together most of the time. She didn't have to help Shori often other than getting him out of the house at least once a week. Nova was getting to be a lost cause. She wanted to help her. The one that bothered her was Styx. She wanted him to move up. She wanted him around to help her keep her cool. She wanted him to care about her as much as she cared about him. But that would never happen. 'Heralded as a king before I had a birthday With double digits Fit the crown to my head but I was only a kid' Her family's expectations were finnaly causing her to cave. She wanted to make her parents proud but she couldn't. By talking to her father, she mearly made things worse. Her mother yelled at her and her dad simply shook his head, saddened by her choice. They had wanted so much from her, to graduate high school with honors, go to college and get a degree that required her kind of intellect, get married to Twitch and be happy. She couldn't do that anymore. 'I'm just the man on the balcony singing' Nobody will ever remember me, Rejoice, rejoice and fall to your knees for a Lunatic of a god or a god of a lunatic? Oh, their faces are dancing They're dancing til Til they can't stand it A composer but never composed Singing the symphonies of the overdosed A composer but never composed 'Singing' I only want what I can't have 'I just want to be better than your head's only medicine' 'I'm just the man on the balcony singing' Nobody will ever remember me, Rejoice, rejoice and fall to your knees for a Lunatic of a god or a god of a lunatic? Oh, their faces are dancing They're dancing til Til they can't stand it A composer but never composed Singing the symphonies of the overdosed A composer but never composed 'Singing' I only want what I can't have When the song ended she was no longer sure of herself. At the beginning, she was sure, she wanted him, she wanted to move to Seattle and get a good job and go back to school. But after reflection, she only knew one thing. She wanted to be herself. That was all that mattered.