*This is a song I made about a character named Soleil Le Claire, from the animated Dreamworks show “Fright Krewe” on Hulu. The second season is coming out on March 29th of this year. In honor of this, I made this song. This song is underneath my folder titled “Some scary-ish stories”. Gacha Club character designs are on my wall. Enjoy this song! Please watch the show, it’s amazing! :>*
I always dreamed of going on an adventure
The final girl to live through it all
I’d brave through all the goblins and ghouls
I’d take their teeth and turn it into jewelry
Because I’m a freak too
And they can’t hurt me
All my life, they judge me
I’m like a Halloween decoration
A timed jumpscare
A thing of nightmares
And I smiled through it all
I laughed at their disgust
“People will hate what they don’t understand, so don’t ever lose your shine” my parents would tell me
So I didn’t
I kept through it all
I waved my freak flag high in the sky
I wore my non-conformity like a badge
I carried the insults like trophies
“Because their hate means nothing when you still stand”
Or so my parents would say
When it was all starting to go wrong
I kept my grin on
The demon wouldn’t give up
So I wouldn’t either
When it said it was going to take everything I’d love away
I told it to crawl back to the hole it came from
I thought that I won
But it showed me terror
It showed me pain
My heart, it aches from the vision
Everything and everyone I ever loved
Gone
Bleeding
Burning
And it was all my fault
I’m the one who made the demon come out
I’m the one who put them all in danger
It was all my fault
It told me to keep quiet
To do as it said
So I listened
I thought that my silence would fix it all
I talk too much
I act without thinking
I put them all in trouble
They came to save me
They came because they love me
They helped me get rid of it
They took me away
“It’s over, Soleil
No need to worry yourself dead
It’s okay
We’re here now”
Or so my parents think
Because the truth is
It’s still there
It’s hiding in the shadows
It wants me to do terrible things
Such awful, ugly things
Parents think they can protect you
They think they can tell you that you’re worth it and you’ll be fine
But I’m not worth the mud on my boots
Or the dirt in a grave
I’m no final girl
I’m just a kid
And it’s all my fault
I’m sorry
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