Friendly Invader by Screwed-In-The-Head, literature
Literature
Friendly Invader
I lived in a world by myself. No one was allowed to enter. No one wanted to come in anyway.
I had my own thoughts. I had my own dreams. I had my own ideas.
...I had my own weaknesses.
And one day, you broke into my world. Normal, sympathetic, compassionate little you. Just waltzed right in like you owned the place.
At first I had some difficulty trying to cope with that. You were slowly breaking down the walls I had standing for years. The walls that occurred naturally. The ones I'd had since birth, that I was terrified of losing.
You were an invasion.
You were supposed to be a stressor. You were supposed to make me lose it even more. A
How is it,
That others can understand these things called feelings,
While I am left in the dark?
How is it,
That I clearly have these things,
But I cannot read them when they are presented to me by others?
How is it,
That I understand how they work,
But not what they mean?
I am a different kind of person.
Please,
Help me understand what it means,
When you say "I love you."
Please,
Do things my way for once,
So I can comprehend the situation.
Please,
Let me explore the issue,
In a more concrete manner.
I am a different kind of person.
Wait,
I see you turning to leave,
And you're clearly afraid of the look in my eyes.
Wai
When you hear the wind howl
When you see the wolves prowl
When you feel your heart race
To a dangerous pace
When the monsters come out
When you let out a shout
When the spiders crawl round
And theres blood on the ground
Its the squeak in your boot
The hate in your stare
Its the bug in your fruit
Oh, its diabolical
Its the pain in your neck
The rock in your shoe
In the tiniest speck
Oh, its diabolical
When you open your eyes
And find a gruesome surprise
When you wrinkle your nose
And the stench only grows
When youre out late at night
And theres no one in sight
When t
You may think the world is full
of supernatural possibilities
But Im here to tell you now
Your trading your mind for tranquility
Wherever you may go
And whatever you may see
Just remember
Its not magic, its science
On a lighted stage it seems
That everythings unreal and full of hope
But if you look behind the scenes youll find
That all of it is just another hoax
So before you get caught up
In where that rabbit came from
Just remember
Its not magic, its science
All those little magic tricks
Are pulled straight from psychology books
And the sad trut