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Tears
This is an Alanna songfic. The words are by me, lyrics by Five for Fighting, characters are Tamora Pierces. BE WARNED: it's really sad. I cried when writing it... Don't get me wrong, I love Alanna, it's just, sometimes it's so hard...
Alanna sighed. Sometimes it was so hard to play the hero. Everyone always looking up to you. Never being able to show your true feeling. Well, sometimes she could show her true feelings, but only to those she knew. The rest didn’t know how hard it was.
I can't stand to fly
I'm not that naive
I'm just out to find
the better part of me
They didn’t know how hard it was to be so much more. To give 150%. To always be waiting, watching, ever ready. They didn’t know.
I'm more than a bird
I'm more than a plane
More than some pretty face
beside a train
and it's not easyto be me
They didn’t know how much it hurt to live in fear. Always afraid that something would happen to the ones she was sworn to protect. To give her life for them.
Wish that I could cry
Fall upon my knees
Find a way to lie
'bout a home I'll never see
They didn’t know how tough it was not to cry. She was supposed to be weak, a fragile woman. But she had chosen not to, now she must be the rock.
It may sounds absurd,
but don't be naive
Even heroes have the
right to bleed
I may be disturbed,
but won't you concede
Even heroes have the right to dream
and it's not easy
to be me
They didn’t know how hard it was to see people hurt before her, while she stood, captured. They didn’t know about the nightmares, that she always carried, day and night.
Up, up and away, away from me
Well, it's all right
you can all sleep sound tonight
I'm not crazy, or anything
They didn’t know how hard it was to lay down her sword in times of need. They didn’t know how hard it was to have to stop fighting. They didn’t know.
I can't stand to fly
I'm not that naive
Men weren't meant to ride
with clouds between their knees
They didn’t know how hard it was to lay here. In so much pain, while others did the things she was destined to do. They didn’t know how much it hurt to see Jonathan in need. They didn’t know how hard it was to tell George she loved him, one last time.
I'm only a man in a silly red sheet,
diggin' for kryptonite on this one-way street
Only a man in a funny red sheet
lookin' for special things
inside of me, inside of me, inside of me, inside of me, inside of me
They didn’t know how hard it was to have to say goodbye, forever.
I'm only a man in a funny red sheet,
I'm only a man looking for her dream
I'm only a man in a funny red sheet,
and it's not easy
It's not easy
to be me!
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