Pieces
I tried to be perfect,But nothing was worth it,I don't believe it makes me real.I thought it'd be easy,But no one believes me,I meant all the things I you believe it's in my soul,I'd say all the words that I know,Just to see if it would show,That I'm trying to let you know,That I'm better off on my place is so empty,My thoughts are so tempting,I don't know how it got so it's so crazy,that nothing can save me,But it's the only thing that I you believe it's in my soul,I'd say all the words that I know,Just to see if it would show,That I'm trying to let you know,That I'm better off on my my own...I tried to be perfect,It just wasn't worth it,Nothing could ever be so 's hard to believe me,It never gets easy,I guess I knew that all you believe it's in my soul,I'd say all the words that I know,Just to see if it would show,That I'm trying to let you know,That I'm better off on my own.
I tried to be perfect,
Eragon laughed at Nasuada's joke. It was such a false laugh. Yet he had to be perfect. The great Shadeslayer and all that crap.
But nothing was worth it,
Eragon listened as she continued telling them about how things were. It was frustrating. It was only when they started on how great he was, he got so angry. "I'm not that great." he muttered. Nasuada frowned. "don't be silly, Eragon. You are one of the greatest, selfless-" He stood up. "I am not perfect. I'll never be close to perfect. So if you'll excuse me," he growled , walking away from the table.
I don't believe it makes me real.
The room went silent as he was walking towards the door. Saphira stood with Eridor, by the door. She looked as if she were going to follow him, but he shook his head. You enjoy this. it's the real you. I can't pretend to be someone I'm not anymore.
I thought it'd be easy,
He pushed open the door and walked out. He walked through the corridors to a balcony. He rested his arms on the wall and rubbed his head. Murtagh said pretending to be perfect was easy. Like learning to plant a tree. But it wasn't.
But no one believes me,
"Hey Eragon, " Roran muttered, walking out onto the balcony. Eragon didn't look up. "Hey," he grumbled. Roran leaned beside him. " So, why'd you leave like that?" Roran asked casually. Obviously doing Nasuada's bidding. "Cause I'm sick of being someone I'm not." Roran laughed. "Seriously, Eragon." "I am serious. " Roran shook his head. "Come on. You can't be serious about that speech."
I meant all the things I said.
Eragon stood up straight. His eyes were flashing dangerously. "I meant every word that I said. Every last one. Go tell her that." Roran looked taken aback. He took a step back , looking unsure , but walked back into Uru'baen's great palace.
If you believe it's in my soul,
Eragon was left alone for two minutes until Saphira murmured little one, why don't you come back? There's great fun and dancing- Eragon laughed grimly. If you believe its in my soul to be someone else, I'll gladly come back.
I'd say all the words that I know,
He took a deep breath before continuing. If you believe that, I'll come running back, apologising with all my heart, saying how brilliant and amazing I am for killing the king, even though you and Arya helped. So, friend of my heart, what do you say? Eragon could sense Saphira's pride in him as she said, I'll tell Nasuada.
Just to see if it would show,
Eragon nodded to himself. Maybe now Nasuada would see.
That I'm better off on my own.
He had done his duty. Now he and Saphira were free. He had no other reason to stay with them. They would restart the dragon rider's on their own, with the secret's they had been taught. He wanted to go.
This place is so empty,
Eragon looked around the balcony and down at the lit up city. He had no feeling for this place. It meant nothing to him. It might as well be abandoned.
My thoughts are so tempting,
Eragon remembered Carvahall. His childhood playing with the old Roran, before Roran was corrupted by the power of becoming a dragon rider . He wished he could go back . With Saphira. And if he could get Arya…..
I don't know how it got so bad.
He shook his head, grinning. His fantasy's were ten times worse than what they had been. But he hadn't needed them so much before.
Sometimes it's so crazy,
He sighed. He would never have thought about that before. At least in so much detail. What were his thoughts coming to. This is crazy…………..
that nothing can save me,
Eragon tried to distract himself with other thoughts, but the same one came back. Nothing was going to get rid of that thought.
But it's the only thing that I have.
Eragon shut his eyes. He gave in and let his mind flow with the fantasy. It was the only dream he had left now.
If you believe it's in my soul,
Eragon, Nasuada's not happy. Saphira commented. Eragon scowled. She has changed. I will not let her dictate our lives. She is my liege lord, but I will not let her change my life. My soul. She may try to do that to Roran, but I am not going to become a puppet. If she believes she can do that, let her try.
I'd say all the words that I know,
Saphira grunted. Eragon heard Nasuada speaking to Saphira. She was telling her to tell him to come to his senses. Tell her if she thinks I'm not in my right mind, I'll say whatever she wants.
Just to see if it would show,
Eragon, she looks really angry. Saphira chuckled. Eragon nodded. Tell her Vroenguard is no longer dangerous. And I am of no use…She'll know what I mean. Saphira was shocked at his words, but agreed silently.
That I'm trying to let you know,
Eragon briefly closed his eyes as Saphira spoke with Nasuada. From the balcony, he heard her screech "VROENGUARD IS NO LONGER DANGEROUS AND HE'S OF NO USE ! IF HE'S IMPLYING WHAT I THINK HE IS………"
That I'm better off on my own.
Eragon placed his head in his arms. He was weary. He heard the door of the balcony once again open. "Whoever it is, if you're here to talk for Nasuada, you might as well leave. I'm better off on my own." "I speak for myself."
I tried to be perfect,
Eragon shot upright. Arya stood there in a beautiful green dress. "I'm sorry, Arya, I thought…." Arya waved her hand, dismissing his apology. "Saphira told me why you left…….." Eragon stiffened. "I'm not going to try and be perfect."
It just wasn't worth it,
Arya's lips twitched. "There was a time you tried to act perfect all the time, and didn't care." Eragon averted his gaze. "It wasn't worth it .~"
Nothing could ever be so wrong.
Arya cocked her head. "How so?" He scowled, fists clenched, she came and stood beside him. "There is nothing worse than being something your not. The false laugh… the false smile…."
It's hard to believe me,
Arya stood there watching him with no expression. He laughed harshly. "I know its hard to believe me. Roran didn't either……
It never gets easy,
"Murtagh said it would be easy, but starts hard. But It doesn't. It never gets easy. Ever." He stopped, breathing deeply.
I guess I knew that all along.
He gulped. "it was so……" he stopped. "Difficult. I guess I always knew it was difficult. But I wanted….." He shook his head, annoyed with himself for sharing so much with her. She was with another. "You should return to the feast. I would say Vanir is looking for you," he said with no emotion. She placed a hand on his. He stared at it. "It can wait."
If you believe it's in my soul,I'd say all the words that I know,Just to see if it would show,
That I'm trying to let you know
He looked up. "how is……Vanir?" he said, changing the topic. She shrugged. "He is…good." Eragon took an interest in a fly on the wall. "I am very…. Happy for you two." Her face was blank.
That I'm better off on my own.
"What do you wish to say to me Eragon?" He moved his hand back. He was angry. Angry that every time he was close to leaving this Godforsaken place, someone came and changed his mind. He went up to her face. "I'm better off on my own. " He turned and strode back into the building, up to pack his belongings and leave Uru'baen forever.
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Disclaimer: Sum 41 own the song, and CP owns all the characters.
A/N. I don't know if I'll do another song fic to continue this plot, or make them oneshots.