"When the wolves cry, I will be ready to die!" I screamed the lyrics to the metal song into the silence of the music. It was so loud, nobody would be able to hear my voice. Not even the people dancing right next to me. Bab, Charlie, Delta, Gay J. All these new people, all potential for new friendships or more. Except for Gay J. He was as uninterested as the brunette in the hospital.
I stomped along with the beat, letting my cropped up rage and anger show their ugly heads. There was something about this song, it released the beast within me.
"Die, die, die! My soul is ready to crumble into pieces, fly away like ashes. Hear my last prayer as I cry!" The darkness of the lyrics filled the void of my soul, the emptiness of my heart. Screw improving myself. f**k lying to myself. I wasn"t a new
