This story is very short, so don't expect a lot, but I think you'll find it heart-felt and easy to relate to (I hope). It is inspired by the song "Breaking The Habit" by Linkin Park. Enjoy. -Jason

DISCLAIMER: Of course I do not own the Teen Titans and all lyrics stated in the story belong to Linkin Park and Warner Bros. Records. Suing me will cost you more money than I can even afford to give you. :)

Memories consume,
Like opening the wound,
I'm picking me apart again.
You all assume,
I'm safe here in my room,
Unless I try to start again.

Beast Boy stood on the flat, dark roof of Titan Tower just like he had done for weeks. he stood watching the sunrise; a beautful, glistening painting of early dawn that nothing in this world could compare to. Clouds of red and orange decorated the new day, and a morning sea breeze ruffled his emerald hair and gently hit his face as he stood watching Jump City's quiet horizon. "But that won't last long," he thought. "Nothing ever does..."

I don't want to be the one,
The battles always choose,
'Cause inside I realize,
That I'm the one confused.

The tears came suddenly, rolling down his cold, thin cheeks. He had been lied to before; he could always handle lies. But Terra...
"You lying bitch," he whispered in agony. He had felt so love, so much caring, and in the end, it meant nothing...

I don't know what's worth fighting for,
or why I have to scream.
I don't know why I instigate,
And say what I don't mean.
I don't know how I got this way,
I know it's not alright,
So I'm breaking the habit,

He had a mission, he had a purpose. While all of that sounded heroic and just, it didn't mean anything to him.
Did anyone know the real Beast Boy? Did they even care? "Great, now I'm feeling sorry for myself," he angrily scolded himself.

Clutching my cure,
I tightly lock the door,
I try to catch my breath again.
I hurt much more,
Than anytime before,
I had no options left again.

Suddenly Raven's mysterious, gorgeous face came into his mind. "Do I love her? Does she love me?" he asked himself. No one said life was easy...

I'll paint it on the walls,
'Cause I'm the one at fault,
I'll never fight again,
And this is how it ends.

He couldn't stand it anymore; he knew he wouldn't be able to move on unless he knew the truth, and lately, it seemed he couldn't have THAT. It was time to be man and muster up some courage. He took one last look at the morning Sun, and went down the stairs to meet his destiny.