AN: I love this song so much. I heard it and I was like: God, this screams Cosmo.
I don't own FOP. I don't own Evanescence's song IMAGINARY either, but I do own the CD.
This is in Cosmo's POV. This fic may or may not be one shot. I'm not sure yet.
i linger in the doorway
of alarm clock screaming monsters calling my name
let me stay
where the wind will whisper to me
where the raindrops as they're falling tell a story
Everyone calls me 'the stupid one'. No one, not even my wife, truly knows who I really am.
I'm not stupid.
I'm just scared.
Hey, the first step is admitting the problem, right?
Truthfully, I'm not dumb at all. I just, well here comes the insane part, I just live in my own world. Know what I mean?
Okay, I know what you're thinking. He may not be stupid, but he's insane.
And maybe you're right.
in my field of paper flowers
and candy clouds of lullaby
i lie inside myself for hours
and watch my purple sky fly over me
I just, well, I don't understand myself, really. But I understand the world. I could go on and on about the problems of earth, but I won't.
It's just too boring.
So I pretend I'm clueless. That I'm 'slow'.
don't say i'm out of touch
with this rampant chaos - your reality
i know well what lies beyond my sleeping refuge
the nightmare i built my own world to escape
Really, I'm just too big a chicken to live in the real world. I live in my own world. My 'happy place'.
Its all I have.
in my field of paper flowers
and candy clouds of lullaby
i lie inside myself for hours
and watch my purple sky fly over me
swallowed up in the sound of my screaming
cannot cease for the fear of silent nights
oh how i long for the deep sleep dreaming
the goddess of imaginary light
AN: Well, there it was. Um, a little 'strange', I know. It just goes with this theory I have. I don't think Cosmo is dumb.
I think he just lives in his own world (Like me! Ha ha ha)