I'm not supposed to be scared of anything,
But I don't where I am.
I wish that I could move, but I'm exhausted,
And nobody understands
How I feel…
Danny flinched as he lay in his bed, every now feeling a bruise ache. He had just gotten back from a fight. Now he stared into the deep void that was his life. He was Danny Phantom, right? He was supposed to be brave, and never afraid. But now, he wasn't sure. Before…the accident…he had been normal. Mistreated and geek, but still normal.
I'm trying hard to breath now
But there's no air in my lungs,
There's no one here to talk to
And the pain inside is making me numb.
Now he was a freak. A ghost boy, trying to fit in with humans. He could feel darkness surrounding him and he sunk even deeper into his depression. He no longer felt. Faces loomed out at him. His family. Tucker. Dash. Sam…
I try to hold this
Under control,
They can't help me,
Cause no one knows.
Not even Sam could help him. He was lost to humanity, lingering somewhere between death and life. What would become of him when his human half died? Would he just become a permanent Danny Phantom, and be forgotten?
Now I'm going through changes,
Changes.
God, I feel so frustrated, lately.
When I get suffocated save me.
Now I'm going through changes,
Changes.
These changes brought dramatic pressure and questions. What would happen to him? How long could he go on rescuing people who hated him? And he hated this feeling. His hands gripped the bed sheets so hard, his knuckles turned white.
I'm feeling weak and weary,
Walking through this world alone.
Everything I say,
Every word of it,
Cuts me to the bone.
And he was all alone. Well, Vlad was a halfa too, but he was evil. He was fighting all these ghosts on his own. And maybe he wasn't giving Sam and Tucker enough credit, but really, no one understood what it was like. To be something that was never meant to be, saving the ones who despised him. Who would save him though?
I've got something to say
but now I've got no where to turn.
It feels like I've been buried
Underneath, all the weight of the world.
And the whole weight of saving people, pretending to be something he wasn't, trying to fit in, wrestling with these weird feelings towards Sam, it was getting to him. Was God out to get him? Did God forget him, now that he was no longer human?
I try to hold this
Under control.
They can't help me,
Cause no one knows.
Why was it no one cared what it was like for him? Okay, not many people knew. Well, only two other people, once again not including Vlad, knew. He was constantly shunned from being popular, even though Sam insisted he didn't need it. But even she didn't understand. He wanted to be noticed. He wanted to have some recognition. He wanted people to be grateful, instead of chasing him down the hall while he was screaming bloody murder.
Now I'm going through changes,
Changes.
God, I feel so frustrated, lately.
When I get suffocated save me,
Now I'm going through changes,
Changes.
He cursed Danny Phantom. Sure, it was him, but all he brought was problems. If he could go back in time, he would stop himself from going to the lab, from ever messing with the Ghost Portal. Danny Phantom was his sanctuary, his safe place. He could express himself freely. But did anyone notice, or know it was him? No.
I'm bound and shaking,
Bound and breaking.
I hope I make it,
Through all these changes.
The pain of knowing you didn't matter was pretty awful. What if something happened to him while he was fighting for the people who hated him? What if Danny Fenton died? Would anyone besides his family and Sam and Tucker know?
Now I'm going through changes,
Changes.
God, I feel so frustrated, lately.
When I get suffocated save me,
Now I'm falling apart, now I feel this.
But I'm going through changes, changes.
God I feel so frustrated lately.
And I get suffocated I hate this,
But I 'm going through changes,
These changes brought horrible things. But they also brought some good things too. He had become much closer to his friends, sharing a secret no one could know. He was finally able to be a brave person, and even if the world didn't know, Sam and Tucker did. And for now, that would have to do. Because these changes weren't going to stop. He wasn't going to be normal again. He was going to be Danny.
Changes.
Whoever that was…
OOOO
Yeah, I'm in an angsty mood today. I did this while I was listening to 3 Doors Down, and I was like, 'OMIGOD THAT SO IS DANNY!' So I wrote it. Don't you think it fits him? I know that it isn't Sam/Dannyish, but I don't want to start another thing, and I put a few subtle hints in there. So...deal!
Oh, well.
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