Fawful stood poised, in front of a board in the Hooniversity.
Feel it cutting into me, the doubting painful knife
Feel it deepening the rift, finally hit just right
He closed his fists, and opened his textbook.
Couldn't take the love I had, so weak and burning low
But it grew into a weapon only hurting me, this I know
...is nonfiction.
He began to fill the board, with equations. Some textbook, some made up.
So good with numbers, science, math I like
But I'm terrible at English so I despise
This part of me that wants a simple "right or wrong"
And I feel that everything I choose will always be false
He put the chalk down, and walked to the desks, a mere shadow his only colleague. But his demons would follow him
And today
This homework
About me
A blank sheet
Accomplished
Content with
This life I will now live
'Til I think why are we
just sometimes no always
Saying how we're sad and
Saying how we're lonely?
He could only walk around the room.
Can you even read the blackboard written clear as can be?
Can you even read his mind? See that kid's lost fantasy?
Can you even find the one who dyed his red heart to black?
Hey, who could it be?
Hey, someone tell me!
He closed his eyes, moving the stacked desks around. He was born to build, as the said.
Can you even solve the question with your abacus yet?
Can you even stop the rope from hanging him by his neck?
He sat on top of a desk, which adjacent to him, was another bean, that had his build...no the only difference they had was the other had a piece of paper tapes to his face.
Did we really choose it right saying we're okay this way?
Hey, just tell me how
It's not like I care now….
He held his knees,
Counting days like numbers, they all pass their prime
And again hypnotically swimming through time
Behind the power and guards I put up
I hide
Knowing they had long died
Both, just two, and he lost them.
He tied the other him, but with paper, to the chair, as he sat in front of him, the desks falling apart.
From problems
My resolve
Just can't solve
That homework
Accomplished
Content with
This life I will now live
'Til I think and he speaks
That demon inside us
Saying "let me just leave"
Saying "someone kill me!"
He cried out, and held his head.
Can you even read the blackboard written clear as can be?
Can you even read his mind? See that kid's lost fantasy?
Can you even find the one who dyed his red heart to black?
Hey, who could it be?
Hey, someone tell me!
The desks fell around him, as the problems slowly turned into a dusty mesh.
Can you even solve the question with your abacus yet?
Can you even stop the rope from hanging him by his neck?
Did we really choose it right saying we're okay this way?
Hey just tell me how
Hey just tell me how!
Everything was dark, He was dark, his soul was dark.
Can you even say the formula of area now?
Can you even scream the dreams you swore would never go out?
Who was the one who let my hopes just curl up die?
He turned his head, and saw a dark version of him.
Hey, who could it be?
No, it's gotta be…
He ran at the darker, and grabbed him by the collar.
Just open up your eyes, why don't you grow up and see?
But what the hell is "growing up" and tell me when will I be?
Can a single person out there just explain it to me?
Tears ran down his glazed face.
Hey, just tell me how
It's not like I care now!
