Note: This idea popped into my head for Valentine's Day and dammit it's coming out whether the internet likes it or not.

See if you can guess who's talking.

I don't own Glee.

Chasm

As I walk down these stark pale halls

Lined with chattering bodies and metal-on-metal crashing

The hustle and bustle of public school life

I can't help but feel pain.

Torn in half, I look out the window

Feeling the emptiness of a soul-rending chasm

I hear the faint call of my name

As the football field summons me once more.

The footfalls distract me

As I take my frustrations out on this foam body

Tackling it to the ground again and again

Coach Bieste is very impressed.

She says I've been really working harder

She thinks it's because I'm dedicated

That I'm trying to prove my worth

But in reality she couldn't be more wrong.

I wrecked myself, my body and spirit

I kept myself broken when I should have made it whole

In fact, I broke it further and kept it that way

Not even the king's horses and men can help me now.

So what do I do?

Do I hold myself under?
Waiting to drown in self-pitying hate?

Or do I go back and try to repair my soul?

Dad noticed that something was wrong.

My grades have slipped, and I've been lashing out.

How do I tell him why or how?

He'd never understand what it is to be me.

When the halls are empty after school

I sit in the boys' locker room and I cry

For in my locker is a little plaster object

A man and woman holding hands

A wedding topper from weeks ago.

I take it in my hands and hold it

Singing softly to myself

About my sorrow and my pain

And how I can never repair it.

He's gone so far away

And he'll never come back

Because of what I did to him

How I treated him.

No one knows why I hurt him so badly

No one knows why I drove him off

I was jealous and scared

But I loved him so much and maybe I hated myself for that.

I know I can never fix what I broke

So from this moment and from now until forever

I must live with this emptiness inside me

This chasm dividing myself in half.

I loved you so much

That I drove you so far away

So I'll hold this wedding topper forever

Just to pretend I'm not such a jerk.