FOOL!
I can hear that godawful word ring in my ears, as I walk away from the icy caves where
I thought I had found love...and a real life.
FOOL!
I run hard, crying my icy tears, no longer caring that if I leave here, I will die. No...
rather, I would prefer it....then I wouldn't have to face the knowledge that everyone
was right about me....
FOOL!
I look up, and I can see the caves I had fled not so long ago, wanting to get away from
their incessant cries of...
FOOL!
Yes, yes...I know they were right now, and I cannot go back there, either. If I do, they will laugh, and point at me, chanting...
FOOL! YOU ARE A FOOL!
(someone...please...kill me now...)
i think i sent you a message that was supposed to go to someone else....fail