Why can't I make you happy?You sit, being bitter.I just want to know what's wrong.I want you to be happy.You just want me to get away and be quiet.I ask you questions.I just want to know what's wrong.I don't know the answer.Even if I think, I can't find it.Who are you?I remember when you were this happy girl.It hurts to think about it.Do you wonder who I am?I'll stay quiet.I'm not mad.I'm just a bit upset.I'm sorry that I can't help.Are you angry with me?I'm being quiet like you asked me to.Isn't that what you wanted me to do?I'll stay silent.What's wrong with you?Are you wondering this yourself?I don't want to ask.It's like you know what I'm thinking.I gave you what you wanted, didn't I?Why aren't you happy?Am I the problem?Why can't I make you happy?
Sadstuck - DirkJakeJake sat up. He had just remembered what he was just doing before he had awoken. He touched his nose and mouth. They were bleeding. He also had a fewscratches.He shrugged it off like it was no concern what so ever. He looked around to see if he could find the friend that he remembered was there just beforehe awoke.When he turned his head to the right, he found him. His sunglasses were found beside him.He was bleeding pretty badly.It seemed he had been stabbed in the stomach as well. He looked pretty peaceful, besides a few twitches of the eyebrows showing he was in terrible pain."Dirk?" He mumbled lightly. He got up and walked over to him. He could feel the tears welling up in his eyes. He crouched next to him and held him up slightly.He shook him lightly as to not put him in any more pain he was already in. The tears started flowing down his face.Suddenly, his eyes opened. They looked at him with that same orange glow. He never really ever saw his eyes, but now, they were the m