Why?
That was the first question they asked me
I don't understand
Why?
My head feels funny like it's weighed down
Like I've been drugged
Why?
Is it shock? Or pain that has caused this?
"Hold on, don't give up."
Blink
Now white surrounds me.
The smell of cleaning products mixed with stale air
Cough
"You awake bro?"
Unfortunately blue I am
"Dude we were worried about you."
Yeah right...
That would mean you care
But you don't
Do you?
"Yeah I care!"
Yay...
"Don't be a smart ass"
Sorry for doing your job for ya Sonic
"Watch it green you owe it to me that you're still alive"
That would earn you a quick death not my respect
"Who the hell do you think you are?"
Everything your not
"Dude seriously what is your problem?"
...
"Scourge?"
...
"Whatever..."
He leaves.
What is my problem?
Even I don't know
It isn't enough to find out anyway
My problem is me
My life
And every curse I had to go through
To get here
From orphan, to street runner,
From king to failure
This is me