Freddie's POV.
I've gone home after iCarly. Sam was her normal 'abusive' self, so I guess everything is ok. Watching Gibby and Tasha does make me ponder, though. I've fawned over Carly for so long.
I died
So many years ago
But you can make me feel
Like it isn't so
And why you come to be with me
I think I finally know
mmm-mmm And Sam…Oh my God, why do I put up with such unending abuse. And why does she feel like she has to always be like that?
You're scared
Ashamed of what you feel
And you can't tell the ones you love
You know they couldn't deal
Whisper in a dead man's ear
It doesn't make it real
That's great
Is it my weakness or her's, which causes her to be so cold to me? Am I weak for putting up with it?
But I don't wanna play
'Cause being with you touches me
More than I can say
And since I'm only dead to you
I'm saying stay away and
Let me rest in peace
Why am I thinking all this, all of a sudden? It's probably a good thing that I left after the show. This is way too much 'introspection'. I'm sure Sam would have noticed, and punched me for being so much of a nub.
Let me rest in peace
Let me get some sleep
Let me take my love and bury it
In a hole 6-foot deep
I can lay my body down
But I can't find my, sweet release
So let me rest in peace
I guess I only have myself to blame for Sam and Carly. I let myself take the abuse. And let Carly string me along. I'll always be there for Carly if she needs anything, but maybe I should stop waiting on her to see me. And Sam, even Carly isn't worth all the crap I take from that demon, so there must be a better reason, right?
You know,
You got a willing slave
And You just love to play the thought
That you might misbehave
But Till you do,
I'm telling you
Stop visiting my grave
Let me rest in peace
I should just go, let them runt he show themselves, and end this constant abuse. They don't really need me, do they?
I know I should go
But I follow you like a man possessed
There's a traitor here beneath my breast
And it hurts me more than you've ever guessed
If my heart could beat, it would break my chest
but I can see you're unimpressed
So leave me be and
Let me rest in peace
Let me get some sleep
Let me take my love and bury it
I'm a hole 6-foot deep
I can lay my body down
But I can't find my sweet release
Let me rest in peace
Why won't you
Let me rest in peace?
No, over the years, even with the constant abuse, I do care about both of them. More than anyone in the world, I care about them. They need me, whether they realize it or not.
Sorry if this chap comes off more angsty, but I need the story to move along at a certain pace. I just hope the end doesn't get rushed for it. R&R see you soon.
