Okay hey guys :) so umm I hope you like this story. If there's any mistakes please let me know so I can FIX IT ASAP. Oh btw I'm deleting my other story because well it sucks. I hope this one is better then that one.
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Am I wrong for thinking out the box from where I stay?
Am I wrong for saying that I choose another way?
I ain't trying to do what everybody else doing
Just cause everybody doing what they all do
If one thing I know, I'll fall but I'll grow
I'm walking down this road of mine, this road that I call home
I lay in my room listing to my iPod. I'm I wrong was playing. Tears were rolling down my face. Damn me and getting hurt so easy. 'Why dose this always happen to me? I'm not a bad person. Am I? No! I can't be. I'm always nice to everyone (except Cartman) but it's because he deserves it half of the time. But me. I don't.
So am I wrong?
For thinking that we could be something for real?
Now am I wrong?
For trying to reach the things that I can't see?
But that's just how I feel,
That's just how I feel
That's just how I feel
Trying to reach the things that I can't see
Let me go back a little bit. It was another boring day in South Park. Me, Stan, Kenny and Cartman were in math class. 15 minutes till lunch. Everyone was eager to go to lunch. I finished my work before everyone else so I take out my notebook and start drawing stuff. Now me and Stan's name ended up in a heart is beyond me. I rip out the paper so I can throw it away when Cartman grabs it from me. FUCK.
"What do we have here?" Cartman said and looks at the paper. A big smirk on his face. Shit was about to hit the fan. Great. "Aw the Jew has a crush on Stanny"
"Cartman Ill do anything just please don't show Stan!" I beg. I knew Stan all my life and I know for a fact he is as strait as a line because he and Wendy Testaburger have been in a steady relationship since 6th grade. Yup they stopped the on/ off stuff when they broke up in the 5th grade then got back. Since then they haven't broke up.
"Hmm ... Nah. I'm soo showing him!" Cartman shouted causing everyone to look at him. Fan-fucking-tastic.
"Eric Cartman is there something your like to share with the class?" Mrs. Smith asked. Cartman smile grow wider.
"Actually, Yeah there is!" Cartman looked over at me then holds the picture up so that the whole class could see the heart with me and Stan's name on it. "It looks like Kyle here has a little crush on Stanley marsh!" I lay my head on the desk to hide my face so No one could see my face. I could feel everyone's Eyes on me including Stan's. Shit, shit, shit. The class roars in laugh. Name calling coming from all directions.
"Fags! "Someone yelled
"I always knew Kyle was a fag!" a girl yelled
"EWW that's gross!" The bell rings. I swing my bag over my shoulder and run out of the class as fast as I could. Tears streaming down my face. FUCK. I go to the nurse and act like I'm sick so I could go home. By the end of the day the whole school will know I'm gay and in love with my super best friend. It's just best for me to go home and face it all tomorrow.
"Kyle! Are you okay? What's wrong?" a Worried Sheila Broflovski come busting throw the door.
"I'm just not felling well ma, ill be fine by tomorrow." Maybe. I thought to my self. It won't hurt missing a day of school. I mean I'm ahead of my class anyways. So it's no biggie.
"well let's get you home and in bed young man.' I grab my bag and swing it over my shoulder. I give the nurse a smile and walk out with my mom. I throw my bag on the floor and head up to my room. I turn on my phone. (I don't know why) but oh well. I see I missed 4 calls and 4 text messages and have 4 new voice mails. I listen to the voice mails first.
"WTF KYLE. CALL ME BACK ASAP!" my super best friend voice sounded
"KYLE CALLS ME BACK!"-Stan
"WE NEED TO TALK KYLE CALL ME! " -Stan
"Kyle. Dude, we need to talk call me back!" –Stan
"Hey Kyle its Kenny call me back."
"Just calling to see how your doing. The nurse told me you went home early. Call me back when you can"
"CALL ME BACK!"
"It's me again sorry about the last voice mail; I just want to make sure your okay"
"Kyle text or call me, we need to talk about what happen in math "I ignore the rest of the messages and set my phone back on my desk. I walk downstairs to find mom cooking dinner before dad got home.
"Ma, if anyone come for me can you tell them that I'm not felling well?"
"Sure thing Bubblie "she said and kisses my head. I head back up to my room and replay everything that had happened today. Tears roll down my face. I grab my iPod and shove the ear-butts in my ears. I'm I wrong by Nico & Vinz was playing. I let a few more tears fall down my face before falling asleep.
Am I wrong for thinking out the box from where I stay? So am I wrong? Am I tripping for having a vision? Am I wrong? (Am I wrong?) If you tell me I'm wrong, wrong Am I wrong? So am I wrong? (Am I wrong?)
Am I wrong for saying that I choose another way?
I ain't trying to do what everybody else doing
Just cause everybody doing what they all do
If one thing I know, I'll fall but I'll grow
I'm walking down this road of mine, this road that I call home
For thinking that we could be something for real?
Now am I wrong?
For trying to reach the things that I can't see?
But that's just how I feel,
That's just how I feel
That's just how I feel
Trying to reach the things that I can't see
My prediction: I'ma be on the top of the world
Walk your walk and don't look back, always do what you decide
Don't let them control your life, that's just how I feel
Fight for yours and don't let go, don't let them compare you, no
Don't worry, you're not alone, that's just how we feel
For thinking that we could be something for real?
(Oh yeah yeah yeah)
Now am I wrong?
For trying to reach the things that I can't see?
(Oh yeah yeah yeah)
But that's just how I feel,
That's just how I feel
That's just how I feel
Trying to reach the things that I can't see
I don't wanna be right, right
If you tell me I'm wrong, wrong
I don't wanna be right
For thinking that we could be something for real?
Now am I wrong?
For trying to reach the things that I can't see?
But that's just how I feel,
That's just how I feel
That's just how I feel
Trying to reach the things that I can't see
For thinking that we could be something for real?
(Oh yeah yeah yeah)
Now am I wrong? (Am I wrong?)
For trying to reach the things that I can't see?
(Oh yeah yeah yeah)
But that's just how I feel,
That's just how I feel
That's just how I feel
Trying to reach the things that I can't see