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don't regonize, and the songs are ALL Evanescence's.
A/N: Miranda's POV. Song is Exodus by Evanescence. The story will get better, I'm just off to a slow start.
-Part One: Miranda- -Chapter One: Exodus-
My black backpack's stuffed with broken dreams
I picked up my backpack. Time to head out to Hillridge High. Again. Another year in that place filled with fakes. Sophomore year. Lizzie and Gordo will no doubt be spending it making googly eyes at each other and fawning over how they finally got together. I'm happy for them, I guess. It's just, since they got together in July, I've felt like a side note. Like I wasn't important or anything. I've just been so depressed lately.
20 bucks should get me through the week
I put a folded up 20 in my pocket for lunch money. Should be enough for lunch and school supplies. Not that it would even matter. You know, I'd be amazed if I even made it through the year.
Never said a word of discontentment Fought it a thousand times but now I'm leaving home
I yelled to my mother that I was leaving. I wish it were forever, but no, just for the day. Maybe I'm suffering from depression. I honestly cannot think of a single reason that would describe how I feel.
Here in the shadows I'm safe I'm free I've nowhere else to go but I cannot stay where I don't belong
I walked to school in the shadows that day, alone from everyone else. I didn't belong with them. They were all happy, perky, into being at school and seeing their friends again, into living even. How can they not see what's going on around them? Even Lizzie and Gordo, my BEST FRIENDS, haven't noticed.
Two months pass by and it's getting cold I know I'm not lost I am just alone But I won't cry I won't give up I can't go back now Waking up is knowing who you really are
That was nearly two months ago. It's November. It never snows in Hillridge, much less gets cold, but there's like a chill hovering over me. Always. It's become part of me now. I just want to lay down and die some days. You know, go to sleep and just not wake up. It's not like anyone would even care.
Here in the shadows I'm safe I'm free I've nowhere else to go but I cannot stay where I don't belong
Nobody at this school gives a thought about what other people do. A girl could throw herself off the third floor stairs, break her neck, and everyone would just be like, 'oh.' Your final moments are even cliché' around here. It's like, you die, and everyone just stares at you, laughing.
Here in the shadows I'm safe I'm free I've nowhere else to go but I cannot stay where I don't belong
Maybe it's better that I'm alone this year? Lizzie and Gordo don't eat with me anymore, and it doesn't even bother me. I eat with this girl, I don't even know her name. We've never talked, but it just seems like we get each other somehow. Like we're going through the same thing. Sometimes she looks up from her book at me, and there's like this emptiness in her eyes, sort of like what I see when I look in the mirror. There's something deeper there, in both of us. If only I knew what it was..
Show me the shadow where true meaning lies So much more is made in empty eyes
A/N: Miranda's POV. Song is Exodus by Evanescence. The story will get better, I'm just off to a slow start.
-Part One: Miranda- -Chapter One: Exodus-
My black backpack's stuffed with broken dreams
I picked up my backpack. Time to head out to Hillridge High. Again. Another year in that place filled with fakes. Sophomore year. Lizzie and Gordo will no doubt be spending it making googly eyes at each other and fawning over how they finally got together. I'm happy for them, I guess. It's just, since they got together in July, I've felt like a side note. Like I wasn't important or anything. I've just been so depressed lately.
20 bucks should get me through the week
I put a folded up 20 in my pocket for lunch money. Should be enough for lunch and school supplies. Not that it would even matter. You know, I'd be amazed if I even made it through the year.
Never said a word of discontentment Fought it a thousand times but now I'm leaving home
I yelled to my mother that I was leaving. I wish it were forever, but no, just for the day. Maybe I'm suffering from depression. I honestly cannot think of a single reason that would describe how I feel.
Here in the shadows I'm safe I'm free I've nowhere else to go but I cannot stay where I don't belong
I walked to school in the shadows that day, alone from everyone else. I didn't belong with them. They were all happy, perky, into being at school and seeing their friends again, into living even. How can they not see what's going on around them? Even Lizzie and Gordo, my BEST FRIENDS, haven't noticed.
Two months pass by and it's getting cold I know I'm not lost I am just alone But I won't cry I won't give up I can't go back now Waking up is knowing who you really are
That was nearly two months ago. It's November. It never snows in Hillridge, much less gets cold, but there's like a chill hovering over me. Always. It's become part of me now. I just want to lay down and die some days. You know, go to sleep and just not wake up. It's not like anyone would even care.
Here in the shadows I'm safe I'm free I've nowhere else to go but I cannot stay where I don't belong
Nobody at this school gives a thought about what other people do. A girl could throw herself off the third floor stairs, break her neck, and everyone would just be like, 'oh.' Your final moments are even cliché' around here. It's like, you die, and everyone just stares at you, laughing.
Here in the shadows I'm safe I'm free I've nowhere else to go but I cannot stay where I don't belong
Maybe it's better that I'm alone this year? Lizzie and Gordo don't eat with me anymore, and it doesn't even bother me. I eat with this girl, I don't even know her name. We've never talked, but it just seems like we get each other somehow. Like we're going through the same thing. Sometimes she looks up from her book at me, and there's like this emptiness in her eyes, sort of like what I see when I look in the mirror. There's something deeper there, in both of us. If only I knew what it was..
Show me the shadow where true meaning lies So much more is made in empty eyes