Beautiful Disaster
He drowns in his dreams.
Warren:
It's 6 in the morning, as I look in the mirror, I see Barron Battle's son. A villain. A no-good, worthless half breed. Everyday it's the same, wake up get ready and send the day alone. No one wants to talk to me. No one sees through me. No one sees I wish to change. No one cares.
An exquisite extreme I know
He's as damned as he seems
But more heaven then a heart could
Layla:
As I sit with Will and the gang, I can see Warren at his table all alone. His pitch black hair with the fire red streak in his hair. I'll never forget the way he helped me and Will. I'm totally indebted to him. Why do people judge him? Why can't they see? He's just a person like everyone else. He's so sweet when you talk to him. He's just alone in a category only for him. He's not weird or a loner or a villain. He's just different. Why doesn't anyone care?
And if I try to change him
My whole world would cave in
It just ain't right, Lord it just ain't right.
Will:
Warren used to be my worst enemy, and turned out to be my best friend. I'm extremely grateful to him. After all, he awoke my true feelings for Layla. I've thanked him to this very day. We would play hockey or just hang out but when we talked…. It ended up on the subject of him living practically alone. I've offered to let him move in with us but he would always turn it down. Doesn't he know we care?
Oh and I don't know
I don't know what he's after
But he's so beautiful
He's such a beautiful disaster
And if I could hold on
Through the tears and the laughter
Lord would it be beautiful,
Or just a beautiful disaster?
Mrs. Stronghold
Warren left the house again turning down any leftovers and the offer to move in with us. (sighs) That boy grew up too fast. Sometime I feel the guilt that we took his father away, but the law is the law. He loved his father so much. It kills me to see someone in so much hurt. Yet he covers it with his 'loner' act. He really is a nice boy. I'm just afraid there's nothing that anyone could do. Theirs always hope. I just hope he can still see it.
He's magic and myth
As strong as what I believe
A tragedy with
More damage then a soul should see
But do I try to change him
So hard not to blame him
Hold me tight, baby hold me tight
Oh, and I don't know
I don't know what he's after
But he's so beautiful
He's such a beautiful disaster
And if I could hold on
Through the tears and the laughter
Would it be beautiful,
Or just a beautiful disaster?
I'm longing for love and the logical
But he's only happy, hysterical
I'm searching for some kind of a miracle
Waiting so long
I've waited so long
He's soft to the touch
But frayed at the end, he breaks
He's never enough
And still he's more than I can take
Raven:
I'm in love with this man. I love him with all my heart. After the year's happenings we vowed to never leave each others side. God how I love him, and the way he makes me feel. He was always so gentle, so soft. He's my soul, my heart, my everything. He always can tell what's wrong or when something's a miss with me, and I with him. He always looks so hurt, so alone, like a little kid sitting at the steps of the school waiting for their parent to come pick them up. Warren has been waiting for his father. All these years. I know how he feels. He always pushes himself away from society knowing he's nothing to them or otherwise a treat. I can't blame him though. But still I think I'm his only getaway. I'm his escape from the world. We all are, Will, Layla, Mrs. and Mr. Stronghold, Zach, Magenta, Ethan. We can see the true Warren. We all care, yet we simply can't do anything about it. In due time, all in time.
Warren:
I'm always looking for something, but I never know what I'm looking for. Would it be worth it? Would it be something I can find myself in? I wish I can know what this is. Maybe it's a calling, a ray of hope. Maybe it's trying to tell me not to give up on this road called life. All I know is that maybe just maybe my life isn't so bad after all. But I can help but feel there's something's not right. Maybe cause there's nothing wrong. I wrapped my arms around my angel and drifted off with her into a deep peaceful sleep.
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Oh, and I don't know
I don't know what he's after
But he's so beautiful
He's such a beautiful disaster
And if I could hold on
Through the tears and the laughter
Would it be beautiful,
Or just a beautiful disaster?
The End.