Disclaimer: Even thought I wish I owned Alias, I don't...I guess I'll just
have to learn to deal with it.
A/N: Okay, this is based off of yesterday's episode, just after she learns that she's not infected with evil disease, but before she knows that Vaughn (Thanks for the spelling help all of you out there. Arigato!!) is "not" infected. (But they can't kill him...they just can't!!) PLEASE review!! Please?? * puppy eyes *
I thought that I finally had my life under control. Now I could tell the bad guys from the good guys. I knew who as lying when they said they were trying to help the nation, and me. But then she showed up, and my father went nuts, and I don't know what to do anymore...
I think I liked it better when I thought she was dead. It made my life so much simpler. I don't know what to think of her either. First she shoots me, and then she helps me...it's the most dangerous case of PMS I've ever seen.
And my father...the minute she showed up, all of these secrets came up that I almost wish I'd never know.
What happened to my life? Where did it all go wrong? And whose fault is it?
I can still remember when I as a little girl and I was jealous of all my classmates who had two parents that were always there for them while I sat by myself, my father off who knows where doing who knows what on business, and my mother supposedly dead. I remember wishing I had a special bond with my parents.
Now, looking at the bonds I do have, I think that I liked wishing better. Or I while my father was the only one I could trust...until the day my mother shot me... --- And some families think that they're messed up? Some people call spanking a child abuse? Some families think their small disagreements are cause for divorce? ---
And then, on top of it all, he nearly kills me!
I cannot believe the pit of madness I've fallen into. I've learned way too much about the people around me.
I used to know who was lying, and who was telling the truth...now I'm not so sure. My voice of reason has been suffocated, and the people I thought I hated, I'm trying to save...
Who forgot to inform me that my life was a time bomb waiting to burst up into my face?
And in all this, it seems that the one person I can talk to "freely" and understands me I can't be seen in public with and is about to die...maybe... I don't know what's happening, but I want it to stop! I want my life back-or at least, whatever is salvageable of my sanity.
And in this whole mess, I can't tell left from right, or light from dark, the lines are fuzzy. Right and left, good and bad, day and night, up and down, truth and lie, black and white, fire and ice-they all blend together in the chaos of my mind.
Who can I trust? I just want to stop thinking and go blank for a while-I want my life back-why can't I just forget?
Review...bitte und danke!!
A/N: Okay, this is based off of yesterday's episode, just after she learns that she's not infected with evil disease, but before she knows that Vaughn (Thanks for the spelling help all of you out there. Arigato!!) is "not" infected. (But they can't kill him...they just can't!!) PLEASE review!! Please?? * puppy eyes *
I thought that I finally had my life under control. Now I could tell the bad guys from the good guys. I knew who as lying when they said they were trying to help the nation, and me. But then she showed up, and my father went nuts, and I don't know what to do anymore...
I think I liked it better when I thought she was dead. It made my life so much simpler. I don't know what to think of her either. First she shoots me, and then she helps me...it's the most dangerous case of PMS I've ever seen.
And my father...the minute she showed up, all of these secrets came up that I almost wish I'd never know.
What happened to my life? Where did it all go wrong? And whose fault is it?
I can still remember when I as a little girl and I was jealous of all my classmates who had two parents that were always there for them while I sat by myself, my father off who knows where doing who knows what on business, and my mother supposedly dead. I remember wishing I had a special bond with my parents.
Now, looking at the bonds I do have, I think that I liked wishing better. Or I while my father was the only one I could trust...until the day my mother shot me... --- And some families think that they're messed up? Some people call spanking a child abuse? Some families think their small disagreements are cause for divorce? ---
And then, on top of it all, he nearly kills me!
I cannot believe the pit of madness I've fallen into. I've learned way too much about the people around me.
I used to know who was lying, and who was telling the truth...now I'm not so sure. My voice of reason has been suffocated, and the people I thought I hated, I'm trying to save...
Who forgot to inform me that my life was a time bomb waiting to burst up into my face?
And in all this, it seems that the one person I can talk to "freely" and understands me I can't be seen in public with and is about to die...maybe... I don't know what's happening, but I want it to stop! I want my life back-or at least, whatever is salvageable of my sanity.
And in this whole mess, I can't tell left from right, or light from dark, the lines are fuzzy. Right and left, good and bad, day and night, up and down, truth and lie, black and white, fire and ice-they all blend together in the chaos of my mind.
Who can I trust? I just want to stop thinking and go blank for a while-I want my life back-why can't I just forget?
Review...bitte und danke!!