Post by Kamy Shindana on Aug 16, 2007 8:58:19 GMT -5
.x. Fade in, start the scene; enter beautiful girl
But things are not what they seem as we stand
At the edge of the world .x.
But things are not what they seem as we stand
At the edge of the world .x.
.x. Excuse me sir, but I've got plans to die tonight... Walking up the cobblestone steps, Kami wondered to herself if she'd ever sleep through the night. Lately, she'd go to bed at nine or ten and wake up at midnight or one in the morning. Now, it was three A.M. She'd sat up in her dormitory bored out of her mind, and finally decided this was a better place to do so.
.x. You make it sound so easy to be alive... The endless stairs were frustrating to the Mihael's tired legs as she trudged to the very top, moving to the right side of the observatory. What was she to observe? Nothing really. The girl's sleepless eyes glanced out the window, viewing the silent and dark grounds. So peaceful, serene; something rather amazing in a school with hundreds of noisy students.
.x. We all flirt with the tiniest notion of
Self-conclusion in one simplified motion
You see the trick is that you're never supposed to act on it
No matter how unbearable this misery gets .x.
Self-conclusion in one simplified motion
You see the trick is that you're never supposed to act on it
No matter how unbearable this misery gets .x.
.x. Are you crazy? You don't even know me... Running a hand along the window sill her eyes gazed from, she breathed inaudibly, trying to keep her thoughts from recent events. It wasn't worth her getting even more depressed over. Nope, he wasn't worth her getting depressed over. No one was. Kami's happiness wasn't supposed to be spoiled by some guy who didn't even care about her. So why was it?
.x. You're never supposed to act on it... Her legs grew tired, so she sat; leaning against the cold stone wall. A chill ran down her spine before she stared at the darkness across from her, as if searching for a hint, a clue; any sign of life. When her eyes came up with nothing, she shifted her gaze to the ground, or more specifically; her feet.
.x. I would be lying if I said things would never get rough
And all this cliché motivation, it could never be enough
I could stand here all night trying to convince you...
But what could would that do? .x.
And all this cliché motivation, it could never be enough
I could stand here all night trying to convince you...
But what could would that do? .x.