You were black and white, sitting in a cafe. You were a perfect cut-out of everything that everyone ever wanted to be and you knew it. You used that simple fact to form a barricade, blindly fight your way through life so that no one ever followed. You shed your unwilling skin until there was nearly nothing left, then you tried to rebuild all that you'd lost... Yes, people wanted to be like you, but they didn't know the cost like I did. Through becoming so close to you, I uncovered the darker, more sinister answers to the riddles you spun throughout your thin little life. You had no idea that I knew all of this and you continued, oblivious to not just me, but everything going on around you, never knowing that I was always there ready to pop your bubble when it all got too much for you.
I was full of colour, staring at the wind. I was never what was to be expected, I went against the smooth run and order of the things people take for granted. I would excuse myself from life and run out o