No world Part 7: I guess the color doesn't matter at this point.

Oh…

I'm back again.

Hello old…

Friend?

Has Marci made her point clear?

Did she exclaim over and over about how much of an unrealistic b***h I am?

What did i do?

She acts like she has to warn you about nothing to fear.

Figures…

The annoying thing is you buy into it.

She plays into your doubts.

I mean look at this writing.

Seriously look at it, go back and seriously read what you’ve done to me over the past six parts.

The times we shared don't deserve to be scorn as you do.

I didn't make Marci mess with you as much as she does,

You did.

I didn't make this clock tower, that city, the lights and all this dream state, metaphoric non-sense,

You did.

I didn't want this,

You wrote it so.

You,

You created this,

Your own confusion,

Your own troubles and doubts.

If Marci wants to clamor on about how I'm some personification of your dream woman,

Whatever that rabble means.

Then that means one and one thing only,

With the way she been acting,

I haven't quite nailed it

But sit one last time with me by the clock tower and I'll try my best.