Pictures of You
Damien felt a hand land on his shoulder. He looked up from his place on the log, and saw Kenny staring down at him. He gasped. It had been three weeks since his last death. He sighed.
"Oh, hey." He said as he set Kenny's hood on fire.
"Hi." Kenny said bitterly.
"What happened to you?" Damien asked as he extinguished the blond's hood.
"Well, I died." Kenny said bitterly.
"Kenny, man, I have a bone to pick with you." Damien said bitterly as he stood up. "You are always dying. You have a friend in Hell, you are adored and worshipped in Heaven, and you have a problem with dying!" Damien said as he grabbed Kenny by the shoulder. "Dude, what is with that self-pity crap?" he asked.
"Damien, I was looking through a bunch of photographs." Kenny said bitterly. "I was looking at things I remember doing. But you know, a lot of those pictures, didn't have me in them. Even though I was there. I hate it. I'm not in the pictures! It's Stan, Kyle, Butters, and sometimes even Cartman. I hate it." Kenny said as he walked off.
"Let's go up to my room, and we'll fix it with some weed." Damien said as he went to his room.
Kenny and Damien started to smoke a bowl. Kenny didn't know what made him do it, but he started singing softly. This time he didn't even need an instrumental.
"This is the clock up on the wall. This is the story of it all. This is the first thing that I think about, before I start to fall. This is the war that's never won. I am the soldier with no gun! This is my mother waiting by the phone, prayin' for her son. Pictures of you. Pictures of me, all up on the wall, for the world to see. Pictures of you! Pictures of me! Remind me of what you can't seem to see. Pictures of you! There is a death that cures it all. Blocked off by God, cuz he just stalls. I am the scientist inside the lab, waiting for his calls. This earth quake weather, has got me shaking, inside. I'm ready to die. Pictures of you! Pictures of me! All up on the walls, for us all to see. Pictures of you. Pictures of me. Remind me of what you can't seem to see! If you could see…, every secret broken! Every stolen promise I believed. If you could see…, all the lies between us…, all the lies between you, and me. I am the boxer in the ring. I am the bell that never sings. There is a title I can't win, no matter how hard I may swing."
Kenny couldn't bring himself to sing the rest of the song. He sighed as he laid his head on Damien's shoulder, and cried softly. He didn't know why it bothered him so much, but it did. He hated dying.
"I wish I didn't just have to see you in Hell." Kenny said softly.
"I'll have to bring Deana to visit you more often, then." Damien said smiling softly as he let the boy lay there undisturbed.