I wake to a more familar room. My room.
Music was playing softly in the back ground of what had to be some crazy, messed up dream.
Just a shot, in the dark
That cha just might
Be the one I've been waiting for my whole life
So baby I'm alright, with just a kiss goodnight
The secene changes, the rooms darker. Wood covers the walls of the familar cabin.
The song changes, my mothers voice mixed with the recoring. My brother mocking Taylor Swift as mother sings.
Oh, a simple coplication, miscomunication, lead to fall outs
So many things that I wish you knew,
So many walls that I cant break through
Fog clouds the room, And I cant see that it changes once again.
Ander, sitting with a stolen entrument, stuming away to that old song, forcing my younger self to sing the words only my mother knew.
Change. Again to the day it happened.
Ander was caught.
He smiled at me, as I screamed at the montser behind him to leave.
I was so young then,
so naive
And suddenly, I'm awake, in my own room. None of the songs I had banished long before. Simple quite.
Memories floud my mind of the day before.
Work, Meeting a Werewolf, running, coming home, and drinking so much achole that I passed out. Landing me in this situation.
NEVER DRINKING AGAIN!
And now I must head to work.
