The Battle Rages Within
By CherryColaBaby
Disclaimer: Ummm, who told you I owned Gilmore Girls. Cuz I have this nice little padded room for them......
Rating: umm PG-13, just to be safe, but I don't know, probably just PG
AN: Okay, this is my first time posting here, and my second try, I messed up the formatting. This is a semi songfic, it will have a song between now and flashbacks, to set the mood. Basically, this is what happens when I over listen to Kelly Clarkson, where most of the songs come from. K, well I'll shut up now. Enjoy, and any feedback is welcome! Even flames!
What's Up Lonley?
Rory Gilmore. The girl envied by many. Smart, pretty, loved by more than one. Guys fought for her attention. Almost perfect, or so it seemed. I am, in fact Lorelai Leigh Gilmore, A.K.A Rory. To me life is anything but perfect. I know, I have this great relationship with my mom, an unlimited supply of coffee, virtually any boy I want, wanting more is just selfish. But yet I do. I want this just to stop. I try being strong, figuring out my problems on my own, but I just break down. Every time I am ready to love, I think of the other I am leaving behind, my love is still strong for them. Did I ever really love at all? Why does such a simple concept have to be so confusing, toying with my every emotion, staggering my breath, tear a rip at my heart that grows strong each time? Sometimes I wonder if I can bleed to death of rips and tears wrought by the battles of my heart.
I want to relive this to someone, just to get this off my chest. I could tell Lane, but she would understand; sure we are friends, but she never really noticed how deep this is. I could tell my mom, but I can't worry her, don't want her to make a bigger deal than this is. Actually, I could tell a lot of people, but this isn't there problem, it's mine. I have to fight this on my own, only I can tell who I love. Except all I want to do is go back in time, before this started. I wonder if it was ever better...
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What's up Lonely
Seems you're my only
Friend who wants to share my pain
Tell me Heartache
What's gonna take for you to
Leave me alone today
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I sighed at the thought of yet another day of Chilton. But this is what I want, isn't it? It was. Before I met Tristan, Paris, and those two little tag-a-longs. Not the most friendly of people. I have no one.
Well, I'm lying. I have my mom, who I would never tell after all she went through to get me here. Lane has enough problems. And as much as I like books, they don't hold all the answers.
The only one I can talk to is Dean. But I don't know anything about Dean! Why am I thinking of him constantly? Maybe he can fill this emptiness I feel... NO! Why is this happening? What is "this"? I'm so confused, I've never felt like this before, maybe I just need someone so bad, I'm inventing it all. Oh, I swear, I must be crazy!
By CherryColaBaby
Disclaimer: Ummm, who told you I owned Gilmore Girls. Cuz I have this nice little padded room for them......
Rating: umm PG-13, just to be safe, but I don't know, probably just PG
AN: Okay, this is my first time posting here, and my second try, I messed up the formatting. This is a semi songfic, it will have a song between now and flashbacks, to set the mood. Basically, this is what happens when I over listen to Kelly Clarkson, where most of the songs come from. K, well I'll shut up now. Enjoy, and any feedback is welcome! Even flames!
What's Up Lonley?
Rory Gilmore. The girl envied by many. Smart, pretty, loved by more than one. Guys fought for her attention. Almost perfect, or so it seemed. I am, in fact Lorelai Leigh Gilmore, A.K.A Rory. To me life is anything but perfect. I know, I have this great relationship with my mom, an unlimited supply of coffee, virtually any boy I want, wanting more is just selfish. But yet I do. I want this just to stop. I try being strong, figuring out my problems on my own, but I just break down. Every time I am ready to love, I think of the other I am leaving behind, my love is still strong for them. Did I ever really love at all? Why does such a simple concept have to be so confusing, toying with my every emotion, staggering my breath, tear a rip at my heart that grows strong each time? Sometimes I wonder if I can bleed to death of rips and tears wrought by the battles of my heart.
I want to relive this to someone, just to get this off my chest. I could tell Lane, but she would understand; sure we are friends, but she never really noticed how deep this is. I could tell my mom, but I can't worry her, don't want her to make a bigger deal than this is. Actually, I could tell a lot of people, but this isn't there problem, it's mine. I have to fight this on my own, only I can tell who I love. Except all I want to do is go back in time, before this started. I wonder if it was ever better...
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
What's up Lonely
Seems you're my only
Friend who wants to share my pain
Tell me Heartache
What's gonna take for you to
Leave me alone today
*~*~*~*~*~*~~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
I sighed at the thought of yet another day of Chilton. But this is what I want, isn't it? It was. Before I met Tristan, Paris, and those two little tag-a-longs. Not the most friendly of people. I have no one.
Well, I'm lying. I have my mom, who I would never tell after all she went through to get me here. Lane has enough problems. And as much as I like books, they don't hold all the answers.
The only one I can talk to is Dean. But I don't know anything about Dean! Why am I thinking of him constantly? Maybe he can fill this emptiness I feel... NO! Why is this happening? What is "this"? I'm so confused, I've never felt like this before, maybe I just need someone so bad, I'm inventing it all. Oh, I swear, I must be crazy!