Im growing so disturbed
Nothing makes sense to me anymore
Im learning to resist
Becoming more than you ever were
His victim's blood trailed down his dragon dagger, crimson blood dropped on to the melancholy floor. It didn't make any sense; he usually felt contentment and satisfaction as he stop on top of his victim's dyeing body. He knew why, he wanted him, the man who coursed him so much misery, the one who took his only friend away, the one who made him who he is now, L Lawliet. He needs to resist, he wants to become more than him...
Cant explain, whats come over me (come over me)
Cant explain, why its so hard for me,
So hard to see your side.
If he didn't take him away, he wouldn't have to do this, he didn't know what was coming over him. It hard, it hard to live without him, every day waking up knowing that he isn't there, every day dragging himself home, knowing that his isn't there to welcome him. To cheer him up, he spent many of a night crying himself to sleep, knowing that he isn't there to comfort him.
Projecting all my anger
I cant seem to get this through to you
The walls are closing in
I dare you to walk in my shoes
All the anger which bubbled inside of his veins, knowing that he doesn't understand, he spent many time explaining to him, showing him why. The day he left, he screamed at him, told him it was his fought that A died, telling him that it hard, and his fought that he's breaking, he didn't lissan, he never did, daring him to try to walk in his shoes.
Cant explain, whats come over me (come over me)
Cant explain, why its so hard for me,
So hard to see your side.
He wanted to make him feel what A felt, what he felt for all the years he was by himself, his friend's death driving him to deep depression and insanity, self harming and more than once tried to take his own death, but the thought of L wining and that A wouldn't want this stopped him. It was hard, knowing that L would be still doing this, breaking another child, just like A and himself. He didn't understand, he couldn't see his side,
Your side..
I won't see your side
If he had a side, he didn't want to know his side...
Cant explain, whats come over me (come over me)
Cant explain, why its so hard for me,
So hard to see your side.
He walked back to the same situation he's been many times before, what was coming over him, loneliness, insanity, depression, hopelessness. The words that meant little to him anymore, nothing did anymore.
Cant explain, what's come over me (come over me)
Cant explain, why its so hard for me,
So hard to see your side.
He walked up to the bed side table, and pulled out my silver dragon dagger, not again, what is come over me. Not even the thought of pleading A won't stop me this time. It too hard, life's too hard, living without him, the thought of L... the thought that he has broken me, A and probably many others... he dragged the knave over his pallid skin, making a trace of Burgundy blood apere once, twice, three time and on till he got close to his veins in his wrists and he got dizzy.
I won't see your side.
YOUR SIDE!
Tears started cascading down his face as he apologised to A and many other people. As the dagger slid down his veins, blood poured down his wrists, soaking his ripped jeans. His head started clouding, getting dizzy and falling back, his last breath was 'I won't see your side...' as he closed his eyes forever...