Jillian [I'd Give My Heart]
I've been living for so long,
many seasons have passed me by.
I've seen kingdoms through ages.
rise and fall, I've seen it all.
I've seen the horror, I've seen the wonders.
happening just in front of my eyes.
Will I ever, will I never free myself by making it right?
I think I'm the only person who can get trapped in a room that has no locks.
After having been reading in my room for a while, I decide to go downstairs and get a drink. So I get up, twist the doorknob, and nothing happens. At this point, I'm majorly like "What the fuck?" So I twist it the opposite direction. Again, nothing happens. The damn door refuses to open. So I continue twisting the doorknob this way and that, and bang and pull relentlessly on the door. Nothing continues to happen.
I then got to climb out my bedroom window onto the roof so that I could try and not kill myself on my way over to the next window.
After climbing through, I managed to find my father, who then proceeded to take the doorknob off. And no, the door still wouldn't open. Because the clicky-thing that goes in and out depending on whether or not you're twisting the doorknob had somehow detached itself from the spring. My father then proceeded to attempt to hammer it out, splintering my door.
It'll be fun attempting to change with a gaping hole where the doorknob should be.
many seasons have passed me by.
I've seen kingdoms through ages.
rise and fall, I've seen it all.
I've seen the horror, I've seen the wonders.
happening just in front of my eyes.
Will I ever, will I never free myself by making it right?
I think I'm the only person who can get trapped in a room that has no locks.
After having been reading in my room for a while, I decide to go downstairs and get a drink. So I get up, twist the doorknob, and nothing happens. At this point, I'm majorly like "What the fuck?" So I twist it the opposite direction. Again, nothing happens. The damn door refuses to open. So I continue twisting the doorknob this way and that, and bang and pull relentlessly on the door. Nothing continues to happen.
I then got to climb out my bedroom window onto the roof so that I could try and not kill myself on my way over to the next window.
After climbing through, I managed to find my father, who then proceeded to take the doorknob off. And no, the door still wouldn't open. Because the clicky-thing that goes in and out depending on whether or not you're twisting the doorknob had somehow detached itself from the spring. My father then proceeded to attempt to hammer it out, splintering my door.
It'll be fun attempting to change with a gaping hole where the doorknob should be.