Maylor One Shots

Behind Blue Eyes

Voyeur POV

Words: 3813

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No one knows what it's like
To be the bad man, to be the sad man
Behind blue eyes
No one knows what it's like
To be hated, to be fated
To telling only lies

But my dreams, they aren't as empty
As my conscience seems to be
I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance that's never free

No one knows what it's like
To feel these feelings like I do
And I blame you
No one bites back as hard
On their anger, none of my pain and woe
Can show through

But my dreams, they aren't as empty
As my conscience seems to be
I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance that's never free

When my fist clenches, crack it open
Before I use it and lose my cool
When I smile, tell me some bad news
Before I laugh and act like a fool
And if I swallow anything evil
Put your finger down my throat
And if I shiver, please give me a blanket
Keep me warm, let me wear your coat

No one knows what it's like
To be the bad man, to be the sad man
Behind blue eyes
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In their world, they were all ruled by one person. Every 100 years, a new ruler would take over. These rulers were not cruel, nor controlling. Far from it. They provided life for the world with just a few drops of their tears, sweat, blood or seed. And they all had one thing in common. They all had blue eyes.

And in return for their care, the people praised them. Usually, the ruler would stay alone for most their life, living in a large home, guarded fiercely. It was by choice, they usually preferred to be alone. They would usually find a partner late in life to carry on the bloodline of rulers.

But not this one.

The current ruler was a male, and He had enchanting blue eyes, of course. He had the face of and angel, and glowing blond hair. He was young, only 20, and had been ruler for two years after His parents reached 100 and passed together.

He had sent out a message saying that He would soon start looking for the right person to spend His life with. Most people were shocked, but of course respected His decision.

This was stressing Brian out. He was only 21, and he already felt like his life must be over. He had exams upon exams to do, thesis' to complete and essays to write. He was also wondering who He would choose as their partner. Brian found Him very attractive, but knew that the chances of meeting Him - let alone being chosen by Him - were extremely slim. So he tried not to focus on that, and tried to focus on his impending exams. He was currently trying to do some last minute cramming, but was getting extremely distracted by His decision, and his phone constantly pinging. He sighed and decided to call it a night, and picked up his phone.

Fred 👹: [I wonder who He will choose?]

Deaks 👺: [Me too! Maybe it'll be one of us 🙀]

Fred 👹: [I don't know..He's not really my type 🤕]

Deaks 👺: [Me neither. Still, it'd be so cool to be chosen by Him!]

Fred 👹: [That's true! Imagine how cool it'd be to have anything you wanted, and be able to feel His magic all the time! 😦]

Deaks 👺: [You'd be living the dream!]

You: [He probably won't even come down here guys, I doubt we'll ever meet Him!]

Fred 👹: [But He's exactly your type..what if He does come down?]