Hear Us OutThe Daily Mail? What do they know?Hear Us Out2 years ago in Scraps More Like This
They called My Chemical Romance emo!
A suicide cult? Oh, give me a break
They saved my life for heaven's sake!
My story had several sad little twists
But they stopped me putting the cuts on my wrists
They showed me light and gave me hope
And took my ligature from my neck, the rope
Believe this truth, and not the lies,
So come on now, let's meet these guys!
Now who comes first? Of course, Gerard
Pointing out that life isn't always that hard
Having defeated his problems with drug and drink
He's quite a role model, most fans think!
Having had his fair share of pain
Helps fans find hope again
And always dabbling with hair dye
No-one knows what colour he'll try!
A handsome and vocally talented man
His words will help you if you think they can
The next one up is loyal Frank,
Who did a gig hooked up to an oxygen tank!
The original prankster, some people say
But indisputably talented in the guitar that he plays
Well-recognised for his funny twee
:Contest Entry: Bedtime Story"Bedtime Story":Contest Entry: Bedtime Story2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Mikey, for god's sake, it's bed time!" Gerard repeated for the thousandth time.
"But I'm not tired!" Mikey moaned yet again, pouting.
It was 11pm, and Mikey, dressed in his black pyjamas and with a pink fluffy unicorn toy tucked under his arm, had decided to be temperamental. He did not want to go to bed, even though they had a worldwide tour that kicked off tomorrow.
"I don't CARE, Mikey," Gerard told his little brother firmly, "You are touring tomorrow, so you are GOING to bed, whether you like it or not."
"But Geee " Mikey persisted.
Gerard sighed in exasperation.
"Well what do you expect me to do? Read you a bedtime story or something?"
Mikey looked up at his brother with a ridiculously sweet smile.
"Pleeeeease?" he smiled innocently, pulling the cutest expression he could.
Gerard sighed again: being the elder brother could be such a chore.
"Tuck up in bed," he groaned, "I'll think of something "
"Yay!" Mikey squealed, skipping into his room. Groaning, Ge
Timing and a little patience - frerard oneshotTiming and a little patience - frerard oneshot2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I loved him for such a long time. It's something that I kept to myself for all this time. It's something that I hid away, something that I thought I knew that would never be mutual. I loved Frank Iero. Yes, I, Gerard Way, love Frank Iero. But I can't tell him that. He's not gay, or I don't think that he is anyway. Even supposing he is, why would he go for me? I might be a world famous rock star for his band, but oh, I don't know. I'm just not his type, I guess. Doesn't help that he's got a girlfriend. My brother knows that something's wrong. He keeps on asking me and asking me, but I can't find it in me to tell him. Perhaps he already knows.
It hurts to keep it inside and locked away. He's the only person that I want and it seems that he's the only one that I can't have. I feel it the most when he smiles and I smile, but I can't smile for long. Because I want him.
I force on a pained smile as Ray, Mikey and Frank walk in the room: its band practise. For an hour or two I sing what