Songfic: Mad WorldAll around me are familiar facesWhy did they even hold these meetings, anyway? They always spiraled into this. Everyone yelling at each other. Nothing actually getting done. Anyone who tried to get everything under control again was immediately shot down, pushed aside, ignored. But it didn't matter. He was used to being ignored. Worn out places, worn out facesAmerica wasn't looking too well. Every time he saw him, he looked more and more nervous, as if he was afraid that someone would jump out from behind the nearest shrub/wall/dumpster/table and try to gouge his eyes out. He wouldn't listen to reason. When he tried to comfort him, America just shut him out, too.Bright and early for their daily racesHe was more of a morning person than his brother. America usually didn't wake up before 10:00 at the earliest, unless he had to.There
Did you....I messed up,I know, with things that I did,I made a mistake,But I'm glad that I did.There's one thing more,I'd like to ask,That one thing, though.Could ruin our past.So I'm asking it now,With hopes that you'll answer,I'll wait patiently,For your reply,But for now,Here is the question:Did you like it?That moment when all feelings flowed,That moment our lips met,That moment I liked,That moment I think of,When I can't sleep at night,Did you like it?Would you do it again?If I asked you nicely,Would you answer, my friend?