This one-shot was inspired by the title of another X-story, who's mentioned
a mask, or something(don't ask me, which or where, I can't remember for the
love of it).
Please bear the fact in mind, that it was written at 2.am, and in one go, so it may not make too much sense, but I still like it, the way it is.
Disclaimer: None of the X-Men are mine. They're Marvel's, who treats them like s..stepchildren.
Reviews: Hey, I've been gone a while, so a view nice words won't hurt.^^
Shifting of the mask
Hhn? No, I'm not depressed-why should I? Because my best friend died, and I'm still here? Because, despite the fact that I spent the last four years at school, people still treat me, as if I'm the kid I once was? Or because my former partner and mentor looks past me, as if I were air?
Ok, each of this would get a person feeling blue, but I got all three of them-as they say, when it rains, then it pours. I gave them time, to adjust to the fact, that I'm still alive, that I have grown, and, never mind what everybody else says, matured. I am not a little girl any longer. But try to tell them that. I don't know, if they can't or don't want to see, but I'm growing up. I'm becoming an adult, and there is nothing, they can do about it. But they still try to neglect it.
Might be, one of these days, I might get fed up of playing along, and then they will have to face the real, the matured me. So far, all I can show them, are glimpses and hints, of what is to come, a few stray peeks behind the mask of adolescence I'm wearing. But the mask is cracking, and soon, it will be mere dust, something to remember, and they will not be prepared, for what lurks behind. And I say lurk, because the longer I supress it, the stronger, and, inevitably, darker, it becomes. So, it's either them, or me. And seeing, how they still shove me to the back of the row, I'll be selfish, and move on, without them. Oh, they will argue, after the first shock has subsided, and they will try to push me back in my place-or rather, the place they want to have me, and there will be many quarrels and perhaps even fights, but in the end, I will do, whatever I must. And they'll have to accept, it, because they can't stop time, and, for the moment, time's working for me and against them.
No hard feelings, it's just life. And life's never fair, especially to one Jubilation Lee.
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Well, are we all feeling cozy? Really? Then please send a review(even if you don't).
Please bear the fact in mind, that it was written at 2.am, and in one go, so it may not make too much sense, but I still like it, the way it is.
Disclaimer: None of the X-Men are mine. They're Marvel's, who treats them like s..stepchildren.
Reviews: Hey, I've been gone a while, so a view nice words won't hurt.^^
Shifting of the mask
Hhn? No, I'm not depressed-why should I? Because my best friend died, and I'm still here? Because, despite the fact that I spent the last four years at school, people still treat me, as if I'm the kid I once was? Or because my former partner and mentor looks past me, as if I were air?
Ok, each of this would get a person feeling blue, but I got all three of them-as they say, when it rains, then it pours. I gave them time, to adjust to the fact, that I'm still alive, that I have grown, and, never mind what everybody else says, matured. I am not a little girl any longer. But try to tell them that. I don't know, if they can't or don't want to see, but I'm growing up. I'm becoming an adult, and there is nothing, they can do about it. But they still try to neglect it.
Might be, one of these days, I might get fed up of playing along, and then they will have to face the real, the matured me. So far, all I can show them, are glimpses and hints, of what is to come, a few stray peeks behind the mask of adolescence I'm wearing. But the mask is cracking, and soon, it will be mere dust, something to remember, and they will not be prepared, for what lurks behind. And I say lurk, because the longer I supress it, the stronger, and, inevitably, darker, it becomes. So, it's either them, or me. And seeing, how they still shove me to the back of the row, I'll be selfish, and move on, without them. Oh, they will argue, after the first shock has subsided, and they will try to push me back in my place-or rather, the place they want to have me, and there will be many quarrels and perhaps even fights, but in the end, I will do, whatever I must. And they'll have to accept, it, because they can't stop time, and, for the moment, time's working for me and against them.
No hard feelings, it's just life. And life's never fair, especially to one Jubilation Lee.
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Well, are we all feeling cozy? Really? Then please send a review(even if you don't).