Tales between Two: The Mistake?
"Don't talk me out of it"
What?
"I can feel you judging me from here, you say you get it but you don't, so whatever you do,
don't talk me out of it!"
I wasn't planning too,
you're grown,
you can handle yourself...
"So stop it..."
Stop what?
"Judging me... "
Do what you need to,
but let me do what I want to.
"Whatever, it's not gonna change anything"
But your entire life???
"See you're doing it!"
Have you even thought this through?
"Leave me"
You're not okay right now you know this right?
"..."
...
Right?
"I know how to separate my feelings from my decisions I'll be fine"
...
"It's only for a little while I'll be fine"
...
"I'll send you a postcard"
*chuckles* wow, for a smart person you're honestly dumb as fuck
"you're not one to speak"
but that's my point, you keep everyone including yourself in line
I don't understand why you're acting reckless.
"I don't understand why it matters to YOU??"
because I...
"YOU???"
nothing...
"I'm tired of feeling trapped okay...
it's only for a little while just until I stop feeling trapped..."
and what if you never stop feeling trapped?
then you never come back... trapped in a cycle of running away
"I'm not running away!"
So what do you call this shit?
"It's temporary"
Don't go
"It's temporary"
Stay
"And do what exactly?"
...
"... well?"
... I don't have the answers ...
... I ... just ... I know you're making a mistake...
"it's mine to make..."
that's not what you said when you saved us from our mistakes
"so what is this? your way of returning the favour, your way of temporarily being me right now?
trying to talk sense in to me?
forgetting that every other day you get to be you,
and guess what?
I'll be right here, still being me...
still feeling trapped,
still compressing.
Living my real life while you watch from the distance watching me,
judging me,
where you can never step inside my shoes and know what is
killing me?"
So help me understand...
"No no, fuck, I'm done talking.
I keep saying the same damn shit and no one is listening.
And when people die it's always 'they should've said something'
well I have!
I never once kept quiet...
I've always been vocal to a point where people have learnt to shut me out
and seem involved but it stopped working a long time ago...
so listen...
just let me go...
it's only for a little while,
I'll be fine"
Okay...
Just one more thing though...
"..."
I'm sorry...
"It's a little too late for sorries"
-Fez
What?
"I can feel you judging me from here, you say you get it but you don't, so whatever you do,
don't talk me out of it!"
I wasn't planning too,
you're grown,
you can handle yourself...
"So stop it..."
Stop what?
"Judging me... "
Do what you need to,
but let me do what I want to.
"Whatever, it's not gonna change anything"
But your entire life???
"See you're doing it!"
Have you even thought this through?
"Leave me"
You're not okay right now you know this right?
"..."
...
Right?
"I know how to separate my feelings from my decisions I'll be fine"
...
"It's only for a little while I'll be fine"
...
"I'll send you a postcard"
*chuckles* wow, for a smart person you're honestly dumb as fuck
"you're not one to speak"
but that's my point, you keep everyone including yourself in line
I don't understand why you're acting reckless.
"I don't understand why it matters to YOU??"
because I...
"YOU???"
nothing...
"I'm tired of feeling trapped okay...
it's only for a little while just until I stop feeling trapped..."
and what if you never stop feeling trapped?
then you never come back... trapped in a cycle of running away
"I'm not running away!"
So what do you call this shit?
"It's temporary"
Don't go
"It's temporary"
Stay
"And do what exactly?"
...
"... well?"
... I don't have the answers ...
... I ... just ... I know you're making a mistake...
"it's mine to make..."
that's not what you said when you saved us from our mistakes
"so what is this? your way of returning the favour, your way of temporarily being me right now?
trying to talk sense in to me?
forgetting that every other day you get to be you,
and guess what?
I'll be right here, still being me...
still feeling trapped,
still compressing.
Living my real life while you watch from the distance watching me,
judging me,
where you can never step inside my shoes and know what is
killing me?"
So help me understand...
"No no, fuck, I'm done talking.
I keep saying the same damn shit and no one is listening.
And when people die it's always 'they should've said something'
well I have!
I never once kept quiet...
I've always been vocal to a point where people have learnt to shut me out
and seem involved but it stopped working a long time ago...
so listen...
just let me go...
it's only for a little while,
I'll be fine"
Okay...
Just one more thing though...
"..."
I'm sorry...
"It's a little too late for sorries"
-Fez
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