Maybe I am
A One Shot
By JoLee
I'm standing on the bridge
I'm waiting in the dark
I thought that you'd be here by now
There's nothing but the rain
No footsteps on the ground
I'm listening but there's no sound
Isn't anyone trying to find me?
Won't somebody come take me home?
Here I am again. Sitting on this hard, cold floor. In this ugly blue room; I hate this room. I'm sick of the color blue. The walls are blue, the ceilings blue, my sheets are blue, my blanket is blue, the bed frame is blue, and the frame around my small mirror is blue. Guess what color the uniform is. That's right- blue, blue, blue, blue.
It's a damn cold night
Trying to figure out this life
Won't you take me by the hand?
Take me somewhere new
I don't know who you are but I
I'm with you
I'm with you
Okay, well back to why I'm sitting here, in the middle of this awful blue room. I supposedly had another one of my "episodes". Is it wrong to want to remember you life? I don't know a damn thing about the last 2 years of mine. It's so frustrating not knowing. All I've been told is the night of my 18th birthday they found me passed out on the floor of my room. Why won't they tell me anything?
I'm looking for a place I'm searching for a face
Is anybody here I know?
Cause nothing's going right
And everything's a mess
And no one likes to be alone
Isn't anyone trying to find me?
Won't somebody come take me home?
I remember the last time they came. They gave me a C.D. I listen to it every day. I love the girls voice is full of emotion. Sometimes I find myself singing along and I sound exactly like her. And I find it strange we both have the same name, Jude Harrison, but I know its only a coincidence. And the voice thing, its just my ears playing tricks on me. They say my mind plays tricks on me a lot. Like when I tell them I see you outside my window walking up to the entrance of this daunting building only to touch the door and immediately head back to your car.
It's a damn cold night
Trying to figure out this life
Won't you take me by the hand?
Take me somewhere new
I don't know who you are but I
I'm with you
I'm with you
(Yeah Yeah, Oh!)
But for now I'm stuck here. Yelling at the nurses screaming at the stupid nurses in blue uniforms. Pleading 'let me just call them'- my parents. They who abandoned me, I just want to call them and maybe find out your name. Or just find comfort in something other then the pills the force down my throat every day. My parents think I'm crazy.
Why is everything so confusing?
Maybe I'm just out of my mind
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!
I'm not crazy. I don't have 2 personalities or hear voices in my heard. Now Cindy, in the room beside me, she hears voices. She says they try and keep her awake at night. Taunting her, telling her that they will never go away. Telling her that she's crazy. I can hear her sometimes, coiled up in her bed saying "la la la" over and over again, trying to drown out their voices. I find myself letting out a cynical laugh when I hear this. Maybe I am crazy.
It's a damn cold night
Trying to figure out this life
Won't you take me by the hand?
Take me somewhere new
I don't know who you are but I
I'm with you
I'm with you
But wouldn't you be crazy if you didn't know who you were? If no one seemed to care? No one wants to help me. WHY? I didn't ask for this… I don't think. I must've been crazy if I asked for this, then I deserve to be here.
Take me by the hand
Take me somewhere new
I don't know who you are but I
I'm with you
I'm with you
Okay,they can offically call mecrazy… I've been talking to you as if you can hear me. But I know you can't you probably will never make it through those doors; my heart still knows you, you're to scared.
Take me by the hand
Take me somewhere new
I don't know who you are but I
I'm with you, oh
I'm with you
I'm without you
There you go back to your car again.
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