Songfic: Mad WorldAll around me are familiar facesSongfic: Mad World5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Why did they even hold these meetings, anyway? They always spiraled into this. Everyone yelling at each other. Nothing actually getting done. Anyone who tried to get everything under control again was immediately shot down, pushed aside, ignored. But it didn't matter. He was used to being ignored.
Worn out places, worn out faces
America wasn't looking too well. Every time he saw him, he looked more and more nervous, as if he was afraid that someone would jump out from behind the nearest shrub/wall/dumpster/table and try to gouge his eyes out. He wouldn't listen to reason. When he tried to comfort him, America just shut him out, too.
Bright and early for their daily races
He was more of a morning person than his brother. America usually didn't wake up before 10:00 at the earliest, unless he had to.