I climbed up the fire escape. My parents were asleep early. 11:01. I plugged in my earbuds. One hour of music. Wait I did math. NOOOOOOOO!!!! Oh well.

It was late one night

She started to cry

And thought-

NO NOT MIRACLE!!!!!!!!!

Everybody's got a story to tell

And e everybody's got s wound to be healed

NO NOT PLUMB! I was In depression during a life crisis I ain't goin through that again.

I'm tired I'm worn

My heart is heavy

GAHHH!!!! What's with all the depressing lyrics!!!??? I scrolled through my playlist.finally.

Raindrops

Rolling off my brim

Street lights

Got the pavement glistin'in

Touch down

I fall into your arms

Right where I belong

Your ever lasting arms

And where would I be?

Without you?

"Hi!" Mikey seemed to pop out of nowhere.

"Ah! Mikey you scared me out of my skin! I was listening to Toby." I fake frowned.

"Who?" He put on a blank puzzled expression.

"Christian music guy. You probably wouldn't like him." I shrugged.

"He can't be THAT bad. All music is good!"

"Not all music. SONE songs I hate because they curse almost EVERY. SINGLE. WORD. Sorry for my outbursts." I was random, but I wanted to be, I could make myself serious. Sometimes.

"Ok. Uh huh." He nodded as if he understood.

"Now that's done. Come on everypony! I wanna see you smile!" I smiled.

"Warning. To much contact with me may cause you to become, awesome,randomer, and a Brony. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!" I laughed.

"Dudet, according to my brothers. I'm already weird."

"Welcome to the club!"