Shadow
Disclaimer: I do not own Zoey 101. I also don't own the song 'Shadow' which is by Ashlee Simpson.
AN: Okay, I finally have something new for you guys.
Note: There is no set pairing for this story, because I couldn't decide who it fit best. So, you guys can pick who the pairing is, based on who you like. Whether it's Dana/Logan, Chase/Zoey, Quinn/Logan, Lola/Vince, Michael/Lisa, Michael/Lola, or even Michael/Nicole. Hopefully more people will read/review it because it's any pairing.
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When I was six, my parents went off on business. They never came back. I was put in a foster home, under the shadow of the daughter, who was an aspiring singer.
I was six years old
When my parents went away
I was stuck inside a broken life
I couldn't wish away
She was beautiful
She had everything and more
And my escape was hiding out and running for the door.
I didn't know what I could do. My foster parents were always talking about how great their real daughter, Miranda, was. Miranda had everything. I wasn't good enough. She was three years older than me, so by the time I had a chance to do things, like clubs or sports, she had already done them.
Somebody listen please
It used to be so hard being me
Living in the shadow
Of someone else's dream
Trying to find a hand to hold but every touch felt cold to me
Living in a nightmare
A never-ending sleep
But now that I am wide awake
My chains are finally free
Don't feel sorry for me
I never told any of my friends at Pacific Coast Academy about Miranda or my foster parents. I didn't want them to like Miranda better than they liked me, which was very possible.
Now that I'm 16, I don't feel sorry for myself. If I hadn't gone through that, I wouldn't be the same person I was today. Maybe I never would have even came to PCA, which is the best thing I got out of my foster parents. Boarding school was the one thing Miranda didn't do.
All the days collided
One less perfect than the next
I was stuck inside someone else's life and always second best
Oh, I love you now 'cause now I realize
That it's safe outside to come alive to my identity
I need to find somebody who I can share this other side with, and will accept it. Most people would feel sorry for me, but I don't want that. I want someone who will care about me as a person, not as someone whose life sucked back then.
You are the person that I can do that. I know you'll accept me as who I am, even when no one else will. People will think it's odd that I tell you everything, but I will. You can save me from myself, help me move on, and show me that there is some other way of life out there. Can you do that?
So if you're listening
There's so much more to me you haven't seen
Living in the shadow
Of someone else's dream
Trying to find a hand to hold but every touch felt cold to me
Living in a nightmare
A never-ending sleep
But now that I am wide awake
Then I can finally see
Don't feel sorry for me-
My life is better now, and the past is in the past. I don't want to think back to the past. I need someone who will help me look forward. You can be that person, I know you can.
I decided to call up my foster parents and sister, to tell them how I feel. To tell them that everything is okay now, but I can't forgive them for everything. I will forgive them for the things that helped make me who I am.
Mother, sister, father, sister, mother
Everything's cool now
Mother, sister, father, sister, mother
Everything's cool now
Oh, my life is good
I've got more than anyone should
Oh, my life is good
And the past is in the past
Mother, I forgive you for thinking about Miranda first. She is your real daughter anyway. I just would have liked a little attention sometimes. You know, when I did something important. I also would have liked to be able to turn to you when I just needed a mom.
Father, I forgive you too. Even though most girls were called 'princess' or 'daddy's girl' when they were little, I think not having that made me a better, unique person. But sometimes, I wish you would have been protective of me, even just a little. Like with my first boyfriend. You know, daddy stuff.
I was living in the shadow
Of someone else's dream
Trying to find a hand to hold but every tough felt cold to me
I'm living in a new day
I'm living it for me
And now that I am wide awake
Then I can finally see
So don't feel sorry for me
Don't feel sorry, don't feel sorry for me
Don't feel sorry, don't feel sorry for me
Miranda, I'm not mad at you. I know that you couldn't help how your parents treated me. It wasn't your fault that you were the little princess who always came first, while I was stuck in second.
All I need right now, is a friend. One day, maybe I can trust someone enough to get married, but today is not that day. Can you be my friend, please? I know you like me as more, you've told me. I just can't deal with that right now. Just be my friend, and one day we can maybe be more.
Living in, living in, living in the shadow
Living in, living in, living in a new day
I don't want to live in a shadow anymore. I need someone to be my friend, someone who will put me first. That's what best friends do.
AN: Thanks for reading. I hoped you guys liked it. It wasn't really a couple story I guess, but it was implied. I would love to know what you guys think, which means: Please review!
Alexis Out!