Post by emi on Jul 18, 2009 22:37:48 GMT -5
Worn out and faded
The weakness starts to show
They’ve created the generation
That we know
Bobbii let her long soft hair hang down and put the hairbow around her wrist. The next to go was a baseball cap that was on the crown of her head. She stuck that on a pole that was sticking out of the ground as she walked past. A small sofa was sitting near a broken shelf. She plopped her tiny body down on it, not thinking of it breaking. She took out a Mp3 player and shoved the earbuds in her ears.
This was a wonderful place to just chill and listen to some music. She turned on the Mp3 and Three Days Grace pounded in her ears. She laid her head back enjoying the heat of the sun. Her white hair hung off the side of the couch barely above the ground. Emerald eyes closed softly as she thought about taking a nap. It really was peacful here. She let her body expand the reach of the couch and after a minute of sitting decided to roll up her jogging pants.
After rolling up her jogging pants she looked around subtlely. "Wonder if anyone else has ever been here or if it's just me?" She asked herself. Surely she wasn't the only one that would come to the junkyard for some sort of peace and quiet. " If no one else comes that'll be fine with me!" She said taking off her long sleeved shirt to reveal a tank top underneath. She put the shirt on the table next to the sofa. She didn't see anyone that would care what she looked like... And if they did? Who cares? They could take it up with her later. And unless there was a fire or a really hot guy looking for her, no one better mess with her.
She turned up the volume on the Mp3 and leaned her head back once again. The sun beat down restlessly on her small not-at-all-frail body. Her emerald eyes softly closed, and she started humming along to the music. The humming soon sounded like purring as her body fell asleep. First her right leg. Then her left. Her feet, then her toes. Her hands, then her fingures. Her eyes became heavier and not so light... The wind blew her hair ever so softly so that it swayed like a pendulum. And then with everything alseep she..... had her nose start to itch.
She ignored it at first thinking that it would go away but no it persisted on makeing Bobbii move. Damn it! She thought silently. She moved her hand to scratch her nose and her whole body came out of it's comfortable numbness. Ugh, she hated that... Now she probably wouldn't be able to get that back. That didn't stop her from trieing. She laid still and soon she felt the numbness come back as she slowly started drifting to sleep on the broke down couch with Three Days Grace blareing in her ears.
The weakness starts to show
They’ve created the generation
That we know
Bobbii let her long soft hair hang down and put the hairbow around her wrist. The next to go was a baseball cap that was on the crown of her head. She stuck that on a pole that was sticking out of the ground as she walked past. A small sofa was sitting near a broken shelf. She plopped her tiny body down on it, not thinking of it breaking. She took out a Mp3 player and shoved the earbuds in her ears.
This was a wonderful place to just chill and listen to some music. She turned on the Mp3 and Three Days Grace pounded in her ears. She laid her head back enjoying the heat of the sun. Her white hair hung off the side of the couch barely above the ground. Emerald eyes closed softly as she thought about taking a nap. It really was peacful here. She let her body expand the reach of the couch and after a minute of sitting decided to roll up her jogging pants.
After rolling up her jogging pants she looked around subtlely. "Wonder if anyone else has ever been here or if it's just me?" She asked herself. Surely she wasn't the only one that would come to the junkyard for some sort of peace and quiet. " If no one else comes that'll be fine with me!" She said taking off her long sleeved shirt to reveal a tank top underneath. She put the shirt on the table next to the sofa. She didn't see anyone that would care what she looked like... And if they did? Who cares? They could take it up with her later. And unless there was a fire or a really hot guy looking for her, no one better mess with her.
She turned up the volume on the Mp3 and leaned her head back once again. The sun beat down restlessly on her small not-at-all-frail body. Her emerald eyes softly closed, and she started humming along to the music. The humming soon sounded like purring as her body fell asleep. First her right leg. Then her left. Her feet, then her toes. Her hands, then her fingures. Her eyes became heavier and not so light... The wind blew her hair ever so softly so that it swayed like a pendulum. And then with everything alseep she..... had her nose start to itch.
She ignored it at first thinking that it would go away but no it persisted on makeing Bobbii move. Damn it! She thought silently. She moved her hand to scratch her nose and her whole body came out of it's comfortable numbness. Ugh, she hated that... Now she probably wouldn't be able to get that back. That didn't stop her from trieing. She laid still and soon she felt the numbness come back as she slowly started drifting to sleep on the broke down couch with Three Days Grace blareing in her ears.
Washed up and hated
The system moves to slow
They give us answers
To questions they don’t even know
The system moves to slow
They give us answers
To questions they don’t even know