Post by Blake Conners on Apr 4, 2007 8:34:30 GMT -5
What day is it? And in what month?
This clock never seemed so alive
I can't keep up and I can't back down
I've been losing so much time
This clock never seemed so alive
I can't keep up and I can't back down
I've been losing so much time
The melody rang out in Blake's soft smooth voice as he sat on the edge of the stage. It wasn't the greatest auditorium in the world, but it wasn't that bad either. But right now, that didn't matter to the seventeen year old. All he needed was a place to be alone, and that was easier said than done in this large and, well, highly populated school. But the auditorium was free, and he had as long as he needed...
Things for Blake weren't going so well. His mom's condition had been doing anything but improving, and that was hitting him deeply. His grades have been slipping, and recently, his cover up as the happy go lucky kid has been faltering as well. People were beginning to talk, and ask questions, and that was not something that he needed. The last thing he wanted was for people to know about his past, and his secrets that lay amongst it.
All of the things that I want to say just aren't coming out right
I'm tripping on words
You've got my head spinning
I don't know where to go from here
I'm tripping on words
You've got my head spinning
I don't know where to go from here
But for right now, he was in his nirvana, 'LT' at hand (his guitar) and that was all he needed. Music had always been part of him, and this was one of his favorite songs. He wrote it just after he had first arrived at Windons. Leaving his mom alone with his Aunt wasn't the easiest things for him to do, seeing as he felt it his responsibility to take care of her, and make sure she was going to be alright.
Suddenly his thoughts were interrupted. Stopping his fingers, his song came to a halt. The lights were dim in the auditorium, Blake was never a fan of bright lights when he played his music, especially when he was a lone like this, but right now he would have really appreciated him. It seemed like he was no longer alone in the room. No matter how cliche it was, Blake called out, wanting to know who this intruder was.
"Is anyone out there?"