Hey Arnold!
"I See You" By: CP
*Notez: This is from Phoebe's POV; taking place after "Preteen Scream"
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I watched her walk back home in the dark streets, still slightly smiling from our day with Ronnie Matthews. She can be real cold, but I see you, Helga. All the times you boss around other people, make fun of them, you're just a girl begging for help. Help from your father who can't even remember your name, always mixing you up with Olga.
I see why you try to ignore them now. Misery washes over someone's soul when they are put down everywhere. That's why you can act so mean to others when you don't really mean to. Your scowl represents a silent misery you try to hide from others.
And yet, you are an inspiration to me. I will never be like you, no matter how hard I will try. Then again, in some ways, I'm glad I'm me. You don't take anything from anyone and you stand out on your own instead of following the pack of sheep-people. The people who need the attention desperately, but are trying too hard to be like another person. I am often taken advantage of because of my kindness and shyness. People use and abuse me, except when I'm around you.
Sure you can be bossy, rude and downright shameless...but when it comes to protecting your friends, you stand up to the people. That's why I feel more secure hanging around you.
You like to hide, don't you? I see you in your tortured writer state, when you finish teasing Arnold, pulling out his picture and reciting a dramatic, poem about your love and confusion. I hope one day you'll let others recognize the real you.
I see you, trying to hide from the world. Insecurities and all. I just see you disappear down the street...
"YOOOWWWRRR!!"
"OW! YOU DUMB CAT! WATCH IT!"
*CRASH*
I sigh and laugh softly, shaking my head. Slowly, I close my window as more cat shrieks emit into the night air.
Please don't ever change, Helga.
"I See You" By: CP
*Notez: This is from Phoebe's POV; taking place after "Preteen Scream"
*****
I watched her walk back home in the dark streets, still slightly smiling from our day with Ronnie Matthews. She can be real cold, but I see you, Helga. All the times you boss around other people, make fun of them, you're just a girl begging for help. Help from your father who can't even remember your name, always mixing you up with Olga.
I see why you try to ignore them now. Misery washes over someone's soul when they are put down everywhere. That's why you can act so mean to others when you don't really mean to. Your scowl represents a silent misery you try to hide from others.
And yet, you are an inspiration to me. I will never be like you, no matter how hard I will try. Then again, in some ways, I'm glad I'm me. You don't take anything from anyone and you stand out on your own instead of following the pack of sheep-people. The people who need the attention desperately, but are trying too hard to be like another person. I am often taken advantage of because of my kindness and shyness. People use and abuse me, except when I'm around you.
Sure you can be bossy, rude and downright shameless...but when it comes to protecting your friends, you stand up to the people. That's why I feel more secure hanging around you.
You like to hide, don't you? I see you in your tortured writer state, when you finish teasing Arnold, pulling out his picture and reciting a dramatic, poem about your love and confusion. I hope one day you'll let others recognize the real you.
I see you, trying to hide from the world. Insecurities and all. I just see you disappear down the street...
"YOOOWWWRRR!!"
"OW! YOU DUMB CAT! WATCH IT!"
*CRASH*
I sigh and laugh softly, shaking my head. Slowly, I close my window as more cat shrieks emit into the night air.
Please don't ever change, Helga.