"Becoming Yandere" (finally complete)
for my very very good friend
What's the worst? It's when
You have good things to do,
You wanna, but not authorized to!
"What's this?", you definitely will say.
For instance, it's began on holiday.
Just imagine: alarm clock is not set.
Looks like it's fine but you are so upset!
You think, have a soft drink,
Hometown! That's it!
That's why you memorized!
Okay, hometown. You can forget the rest.
You think your mind again will do its best.
Falling asleep, you hear a scream.
"That's all mistake!" You're entering the dream.
Hometown again, you are in grandma's home.
And grandma left. But you are not alone.
You look through the room, you hear a yell.
You follow it... AND SOMETHING I CAN'T TELL
Occurs. You wake up feeling good.
You switch on your computer
To check your network neighborhood.
While it starts up, let's make some tea.
Look at the calendar... Two weeks before the IWD!..
So, who's online? The contact list is green entirely
Almost. One user is away. I was...
Okay, set up a trigger and just wait.
Three days past now, computer makes a noise.
"Hello, It's me, I..." You interrupt
And start hitting Backspace.
"Hello, how are you?", you send.
You're worried despite she can self-defend.
"All is okay", received by you next day.
"I'm just really was away" ...Okay.
Next day. It's workday. And she's absent.
"I'll save you! I wanna be your friend!",
It fills your head. And this is what you say:
"I'm sorry, she can't come, she is still in a train".
"Oh yeah, of course, did you mean the subway?"
Someone is making fun of living further south.
You feel insulted, but don't open your mouth.
You write down everything she needs,
Going to home,
You report everything via your phone
And go on with the routine...
You finish all your tasks, your "mission" is complete.
It's just for now, but you can go to sleep.
You start to fall asleep in your usual manner.
What do you see? You're in a camp. It's summer.
Who is this purple-haired girl next to the statue?
She comes to you. She carries a knife, prepare for a battle.
But all is OK 'cause she behaves nice.
She came to give you an advice.
You can't hear anything but you remember.
A song... That's it! It's worth a try!
Lyrics are a bit off-topic, but you are going to rewrite.
Awake again, you quickly take your phone.
The time is 4:20. You are logging on.
You have to find something,
And so you go online
You look for it, then copy to text editor
And begin to rewrite.
Two hours of typing, editing and online conversations.
You did it! Almost. It's like a reservation.
The IWD's next Tuesday - your plans're becoming real.
You will congratulate her, or I'll have to kill...
The IWD's today and all is learnt by heart.
Exit the subway... Look, things are going hard.
So, what you do? Maybe you leave a letter?
It'll be anonymous what's much more safe and better.
Then goes the moment X and you're on the meeting point.
But where's she? What if you disappoint?
That was a while. And she's finally here.
You are confused, but then what's why to wear
A special uniform? So, you go on. Looks like you're very honest.
Because it's true. You sing, and this is your confession.
New lyrics are a bit your self-presentation.
You finish. Then you see her face is shining.
She says "thank you". It's really worth your finding.
Now you're happy - as it's not just you.
How did you guess? Nobody ever knew.
You go to home, today don't have to argue
With your homemates. But please, make a quick capture!
Before a stranger will message you.
He'll ask everything, then leak - again, nobody ever knew.
You are blackmailed. What a fucking shit!
Moreover, it's online! You even can't delete!
So you complain everything directly to her.
"I'm sorry, I'm so introvert, and I forgot to warn!"
But you are also introvert, so what is going wrong?
It's just the stranger. He was asked
To make a leak, to blackmail, to "report".
So, what you do? Of course, you lock your soul.
But this is not enough because it's Moscow and, you know...
And you begin a purge...
You purge your heart, your soul,
Your social media profile.
You even burn your diary
Becoming more mobile.
So, what remains? Your moral principles.
Your purge will be complete.
'Cause Moscow doesn't need them anyway.
"Are you sure with delete?"
"OH YES! I SURE! I clean them.
I clean, I purge, I wipe.
I burn them out from my heart!
(Who ever would divine?)"
Again, you're empty. What a shame!
Now you're a stalker - permanently.
And everybody runs away
But you don't care. If only things went better...