I do not own Percy Jackson and the Olympians.
This is just a little songfic i 've had for awhile. I don't really think it's that good but at least i tried.
I know you're somewhere out there
Somewhere far away
I want you back
I want you back
My neighbors think
I'm crazy
But they don't understand
You're all I have
You're all I have
I know she's out there, somewhere far away. I can feel it deep inside. I know I'm not imagining her, she's real. I've been at this Roman Half-Blood Camp for awhile now. People here are so strict, disciplined and serious. I don't belong here. Everyone here thinks I'm crazy because I lost my memory. I just showed up here one day not knowing anything about myself, only my name and a faint memory of a girl called Annabeth. They all think I'm weak. I hate being here and most Demigods here hate me.
At night when the stars
light up my room
I sit by myself
The only peace I get is at night, when I'm by myself.
Talking to the Moon
Trying to get to You
In hopes you're on
the other side
Talking to me too
Or am I a fool
who sits alone
Talking to the moon
Sometimes I go outside at night when everyone's asleep and look up at the moon and I wonder if Annabeth's looking at it too.
Is she worried? Does she miss me?
Even though I don't remember much about her I know she's someone special to me, someone really special. We shouldn't be apart from each other. We belong together. I need her by my side that's all I'm sure of.
I'm feeling like I'm famous
The talk of the town
They say
I've gone mad
Yeah
I've gone mad
But they don't know
what I know
When the Romans found out I'm the son of Neptune they were really surprised. It just arose more questions about me that I don't know the answers to.
Like, where did I come from? How did I survive so long on my own? Who sent me here? And why do I keep calling Neptune, Poseidon? And Why do I keep saying Greek names instead of Roman names? But I just don't know. And the people here keep thinking I'm insane and maybe I am.
Cause when the
sun goes down
someone's talking back
Yeah
They're talking back
But it's okay when the sun goes down because I know Annabeth is thinking about me too. She would never forget about me.
I know she's thinking of me too.
At night when the stars
light up my room
I sit by myself
Talking to the Moon
Trying to get to You
In hopes you're on
the other side
Talking to me too
Or am I a fool
who sits alone
Talking to the moon
I've gotten some memories about Annabeth back and I started to learn more things about myself. I remember a satyr with curly hair saying something about enchiladas I think he's my best friend. I remember my mom's warm smile and for some reason blue food. I remember how Annabeth looks. She has curly blonde hair and beautiful, yet intimidating grey eyes. I see the three of us running for our lives, and other times we're laughing and just goofing around. I also remember Annabeth fighting with a knife. She's gorgeous and dangerous all these memories are making me miss her even more. I've known her for year, how could I have ever forgotten her.
Do you ever hear me calling?
Cause every night
I'm talking to the moon
Still trying to get to you
Can you hear me Annabeth? I'm talking to the moon trying to get to you. I know you're in the other side talking to me too. I'm not crazy I know you exist and I know I'll find you again one day, or maybe you'll find me first. I can only hope that it'll be soon, because I need you. I know if I find you all my problems will be solved. I know only you can answer all my question. You are the only one that knows me inside and out. I know you're out there trying to get back to me.
In hopes you're on
the other side
Talking to me too
Or am I a fool
who sits alone
Talking to the moon
I know you're somewhere out there
Somewhere far away
Please review even though it not that good. :)