An: Hello guys! Sorry this isn't Cry-out or illness...Cry-out I'm still working on and illness I can't think of anything to add to it...but this story is about our well known Jason Todd! Hope you guys like it because well...I do. :D Note...skipped lyrics
I'm tired of being what you want me to be. Feeling so faithless, lost under the surface...
" Your Robin now Jason, The Boy Wonder."
Don't know what your expecting of me. Put under the pressure of walking in your shoes...
"Jason! You could of hurt those people! This is not expected of you!"
Jason flinched.
" I'm...sorry Bruce..."
Every step that I take is another mistake to you...
" It was a m-mistake Bruce...I didn't mean to-"
" You killing people is no mistake! Dick was never like you!" Bruce snapped.
I become so numb I can't feel you there, Become so tired, so much more aware...
Jason watched as Alfred stitched up Bruce's chest. The Dark Knight had almost died today but Jason...Jason felt as if the worry and care for Bruce had started to numb.
I'm becoming this,all I want to do is be more like me and be less like YOU...
Jason crossed his arms over his chest, glaring up at his Robin uniform.
Bruce had ordered him to put it on but...
What if he didn't want to anymore?
Can't you see that your smothering me? Holding too tightly,afraid to lose control?
" Drop the gun Robin." Batman said firmly,glaring at his partner.
" But-but Batman he shot at me!" Robin protested,gripping the gun tighter.
" .Down. Before you lose control."
'Cause everything you thought I would be, has fallen apart right in front of you...
" Jason, NO!" Batman roared as the bronze bullet flew from the pistol in Robin's hand.
It lodged itself in the thug's head, killing him instantly.
Jason's lips curved upward without realizing it.
He was slowly falling apart.
And every second I waste is more that I can take...
Jason's hands shook as he tired to disarm the bomb, the seconds were counting down fast and he had just wasted time trying to shove that last thug out the door because Batman ordered him to get that scum-bag out of there...
And I know I may end up failing too...
The crowbar slammed against Jason's back for the fifth time. The pain was unbearable
Then the audible tick,tick,tick... of the bomb filled his ears. He head fell onto his chest, one thought flew through his mind.
I failed...
But I know you were just like me with someone disappointed in you...
Alfred glanced at Bruce's slumped form.
He was cradling Jason's lifeless body in his arms.
The elderly man couldn't help but feel the slightest touch of disappointment.
Bruce should of saved Jason...
I've become so numb I can't feel you there,become so tired so much more aware.
I'm becoming this,all I want to do is be more like me and be less like you.
I've become so numb I can't feel you there.
( I'm tired of being what you want me to be )
I've become so numb I can't feel you there.
( I'm tired of being what you want me to be...)
AN: sooo how did you guys like it?
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