a/n: After watching On My Way, I got this idea and it would not leave me alone until I wrote it. Just a one-shot about what I think Dave's state of mind might have been during the Cough Syrup scene.
Once again, mad props to my amazing friend and beta, Meg- GirlInTheMirror121
Life's too short to even care at all
He tried to tell himself that it didn't matter that everyone knew.
I'm losing my mind
After all, so many people were out and proud.
Losing my mind
Like Santana. Like Kurt. And his boyfriend. What was his name? Never mind, it didn't matter.
Losing control
If they could do it, why couldn't he?
These fishes in the sea are staring at me
He knows why.
A wet world aches for a beat of a drum
God, why couldn't he just be normal?
If I could find a way to see this straight
It was his own fault. He never should have done that stupid secret admirer stuff.
I'd run away
Maybe he should run away.
To some fortune that I should have found by now
He could. He could leave town and go somewhere far, far away where no one would even know him.
I'm waiting for this cough syrup to come down, come down.
He had to make them stop. Stop the taunting, the threats, and the comments.
Life's too short to even care at all
God, was this how Kurt had felt?
I'm coming up now
Oh God, this probably was how Kurt felt.
Coming up now
Every single day, feeling like this. Feeling trapped, like there was no escape, spending every day being terrified.
Out of the blue
He couldn't handle that.
These zombies in the park
He made the mistake of checking his Facebook page.
They're looking for my heart
So many people, people he thought were his friends, telling him to go back into the closet. Telling him to kill himself.
A dark world aches for a splash of the sun
Maybe they were right.
If I could find a way to see this straight
Should he?
I'd run away
It would make it stop.
To some fortune that I should have found by now
He'd never have to worry about what Nick or anyone said again. No one could touch him.
And so I run now
He couldn't see the point of going on anymore.
To the things they said could restore me
He grabs his phone, giving himself one last chance.
Restore life the way it should be
He calls Kurt. nine times.
I'm waiting for this cough syrup to come down
There's never any answer.
Life's too short to even care at all.
He feels…numb.
I'm losing my mind
He doesn't blame anyone.
Losing my mind
It's not anyone's fault. Not his father's, not his mother's, not Kurt's.
Losing control
He just…can't anymore.
If I could find a way to see this straight
He lays out a suit.
I'd run away
He tests the strength of the belt.
To some fortune that I should have found by now
He tries to stop his tears.
So I run now
He gets a chair from the dining room and sets it up in his closet.
To the things they said could restore me
He dresses in the suit.
Restore life the way it should be
He walks into the closet.
I'm waiting for this cough syrup to come down.
He steps onto the chair and tightens the belt.
One more spoon of cough syrup now
He takes a deep breath,
One more spoon of cough syrup now
and takes a step forward.
