Hemlock

Don’t sue don’t own don’t give a rat’s ass.


Wooo! I feel good! Duh nuh nuh nuh nuh nuh nuh. I knew that I would! Sorry, Had to get that out. Now on with the show! *big fanfare*.

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Nonpoint- Explain Yourself

[Chorus]
I didn't ask you to explain yourself to me.
The fact you feel you have to is enough evidence,
to see right through all the bullshit,
and the stories you create. No
I didn't ask to be a game for you to play with.

Didn't ask for anything in return that wouldn't,
be asked by anyone else.
Respect is something I demand.
Worked hard enough to understand.
People say what you want to hear,
if something comes out of it for them.
Even some of the people you're calling your friends,
are waiting for the second they don't have to pretend.
What I expect from you is straight forward no frills,
no lies unless they kill.
I don't want to die from a truth that you never told.
A book that you never closed.
Read the rest and come back
when you've learned what you're supposed to.

[Chorus]

I expect the world, cause I give it in return.
And if you know me well enough you know I burn bridges,
with flaky muthafuckers and stool pigeons.
They have their own agenda,
and the people that they burn
will eventually see everything crystal.
Then fire like an automatic pistol.
They didn't ask you to choose the way you did.
All your wrong words, wrong looks,
judgments passed, closed books, bad reactions.
No apologetic actions took, by either stubborn side.
So you return to your lonely life.

[Chorus x2]

Didn't ask to be the one.
The one to make you see.
You chose me.
I didn't ask you to.

[Chorus]

When the song ended, Aggie stumbled breathlessly back over to the table where her friends were. They were all laughing and giggling while drinking a variety of drinks that were beginning to overflow onto the ground below them.

“So what happened to…what’s her name?” a svelte, blonde-haired woman asked Aggie. She turned her attention away from the dance floor and back to the woman who had just spoken. Aggie topped off her beer and replied, “Hemlock.” Suddenly the whole table, save Aggie, broke out into a fit of laughter. Words like ‘light-weight’ and ‘dumb bitch’ were exchanged between the gaggle of women.

The pink-haired woman was not laughing though. “Its not funny,” she scolded, “she could have died.” One of the women managed to catch her breathe long enough to reply, “Oh come Aggie! No one’s ever died from the stuff! It’s harmless. She probably just got a bad dosage. I remember the first time I did it, wow! Me and this guy started having sex and it…it felt…it felt like my soul was lifted up in the air. You know?” All the other women nodded in agreement.

Aggie shook her head. She’s seriously gotta start making new friends. She kindly excused herself from the table and walked over to where the bathrooms were located. Walking down a long, poorly lit hallway she ignored the people who were shooting up and fucking madly up against Before she could get there though a dark figure passed before her and stopped. Aggie jumped back in surprised and looked questioningly at the hooded form.

“Can I help you?” she asked. The person just stood there and nodded. Suddenly in a flurry of robes the person lunged at her and Aggie felt a sharp, searing pain in her abdomen. Gasping in shock, she looked down at where the pain was and saw a blade imbedded 4 inches deep into her stomach. She looked back up at the figure and the last thing she saw before her world turned black was a small, evil grin, and one word, “Hermione.”

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Sorry, had to do it. I got bored and needed something to do! If you don’t like it, let me know. It was just a test chapter to how people would react.

Gotta go! Lord Percicet calls my name!