I slowly walk down the hallway, flicking through the papers. I glance at the top one. A picture of a young girl with pale skin, short black hair and bright blue eyes is stapled in the corner. Underneath is her name and age. Ebony Miller. Age 15. I stop outside a cell door. The guard on duty nods to me and unlocks the door. I walk in, slightly nervous. The girl is sitting in the far corner. She seems to notice my presence as she offers me the bed to sit on. I comply.
"Do you know why you're here?" I ask.
"They said it was because I'm insane" she grins. I gulps and tug at my tie.
"Well, you did kill three other teenagers, including your best
You tried so hard
to be your best
and yet you still
fell far
you try to shove your
dreams on me
Destroy my dreams
and soul
As each day goes past,
i can feel your burning
hate for me
I didn't do what
you wanted done
I hated the dreams
you forced on me
You are my parents,
Aren't parents supposed
to know when everything
feels all wrong?
I want to say no
to your army dad
I want to say no
to your science mum
I do not need strength,
money, science or love now
All i need is my mind,
a pen, paper and a thought
Can you not accept this?
Can't sleep, Can't eat.
Words don't work
Pictures tell lies
I can't show you
I can't tell you
Am I sick?
Have I gone mad?
My interest is lost
My life is dull
The colour is gone
Nothing seems real
It all seems fake
The way you smile
The way you laugh
If I was myself, would you still love me?
Or would you ignore me, like everyone else?
I'm sick of hiding behind my mask, but I dont want to lose you
You are my best friend, my sisterc but not of blood
We know each others secrets, we know each others problems
But there is something I never told you, this is not the true me
For years I have hidden behind this mask, trying to be happy
But as years went on, my mask began to break
It is only a matter of time before my true self is revealed
I'm not sure if you'll like her though
So this is why I ask you,
If I was myself, would you still love me?
Or would you ignore me, like everyone els
I slowly walk down the hallway, flicking through the papers. I glance at the top one. A picture of a young girl with pale skin, short black hair and bright blue eyes is stapled in the corner. Underneath is her name and age. Ebony Miller. Age 15. I stop outside a cell door. The guard on duty nods to me and unlocks the door. I walk in, slightly nervous. The girl is sitting in the far corner. She seems to notice my presence as she offers me the bed to sit on. I comply.
"Do you know why you're here?" I ask.
"They said it was because I'm insane" she grins. I gulps and tug at my tie.
"Well, you did kill three other teenagers, including your best
You tried so hard
to be your best
and yet you still
fell far
you try to shove your
dreams on me
Destroy my dreams
and soul
As each day goes past,
i can feel your burning
hate for me
I didn't do what
you wanted done
I hated the dreams
you forced on me
You are my parents,
Aren't parents supposed
to know when everything
feels all wrong?
I want to say no
to your army dad
I want to say no
to your science mum
I do not need strength,
money, science or love now
All i need is my mind,
a pen, paper and a thought
Can you not accept this?
Can't sleep, Can't eat.
Words don't work
Pictures tell lies
I can't show you
I can't tell you
Am I sick?
Have I gone mad?
My interest is lost
My life is dull
The colour is gone
Nothing seems real
It all seems fake
The way you smile
The way you laugh
If I was myself, would you still love me?
Or would you ignore me, like everyone else?
I'm sick of hiding behind my mask, but I dont want to lose you
You are my best friend, my sisterc but not of blood
We know each others secrets, we know each others problems
But there is something I never told you, this is not the true me
For years I have hidden behind this mask, trying to be happy
But as years went on, my mask began to break
It is only a matter of time before my true self is revealed
I'm not sure if you'll like her though
So this is why I ask you,
If I was myself, would you still love me?
Or would you ignore me, like everyone els
Ebony's POV
The white walls burned into my eyes. Why couldn't they paint them? I think. The only door clicks open. I turn my head and watch as a young man in a grey business suit walks in. the door closes behind him. He looks at me nervously. I raise my arm, offering the bed to him. He takes it and sits down.
"Do you know why you're here?" he asks.
"They said it was because I'm insane" I grin. He gulps and tugs at his tie.
"Well, you did kill three other teenagers, including your best friend, and put twenty others in hospital with major injuries" I laugh "what's so funny?"
"She was not my best friend. She was but a mere pawn in my game"
Child Abuse
There's a girl I knew,
A really beautiful girl,
With dirty blond hair,
A really young girl,
This girl was seven years old,
She had a sad tale,
She told me the tale,
The hour before she died,
That she was abused,
Her mother got drunk,
The girl hid under the bed,
Her dad got shot,
She heard a gun CRACK,
And a loud THUNK on the ground,
And saw bright blood,
Her mom went crazy,
The mother killed her true love,
And blamed the poor girl,
The girl was punished,
For no actual reason,
And was left with scars,
Her mom got worse,
And gave the girl more bruises,
And fresher black eyes,
After she told me,
I raced to m
Of course you're going to miss it.
You're going to miss
Every single little thing
Except me.
Go ahead.
Ignore me.
Scar me more than you already have,
I don't give a damn.
Because you'll move on.
And I wont even be a distant memory.
You already regret so much.
Are you sure you want to talk to me?
Will you regret that as well?
Because you're leaving me behind.
You're talking to the people you didn't before.
You're making it pretty clear
You don't want me around.
I wish you'd just say it.
You're going to miss
Every girl from school,
But me.
You'll miss the bitch
Who was mean to me,
That you hated until the day you broke ou
Current Residence: Hiding from You Favourite genre of music: hip-hop, punk, rock, alternative, Favourite style of art: drawing, photography and literature MP3 player of choice: ipod touch Favourite cartoon character: edward elric, kenpachi zaraki, yachiru kusajishi Personal Quote: Why?
Favourite Movies
fast and the furious series
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Panic! At The Disco, Simple Plan, Nickelback, Eminem, Pink
He's alive!!!!!! Kanda is alive!!!!!!
In other news, school sucks!!!!! I'm continuesly ahead in work, the teachers split the tests up so they span several days, and us faster students are stuck there for over half an hour doing absolutely nothing and the art teacher hates me!!!! Oh, wait, most teachers tend to hate me.... woops...
Apparently, I need help and need to see the school guidance officer as well as a Doctor cause I'm always tired, I can't fall asleep, my mood changes a random moments, for no reason, and because I belive that something simple can be beautiful and perfect. It's not my fault I hate extravagent things, is it?
I feel
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Fast and furious five came out yesterday. was supposed to go see it but yet again, i can't. My dad promised me that me and him would go watch it coz he knows how much i love the series, especially the cars they use in it, but he calls it off yet again so he can go back to base to get something for my sister. its always my sister.
i have only about five-six days left until holidays are over and i have an assignment due first day back and i havent even started. ANZAC day is soon and im expected to go to brisbane for the march but i really dont want too. easter monday is the exact same day too, not that i care.
i feel like drawing...
hey, its me, from school, i finally found your account! i was washing the pulp off my hands and i smudged the writing... took ages to decode it, cuz i couldnt get the spelling right :/