The One I'm Not (Twenty One Pilots)

To Meet Blurryface and A Pack of Gorrilas

Tyler hesitated. "I had a mini panic attack but I'm good now."

"About what?"

Should Tyler tell Josh about Blurryface? He knew Josh had thoughts of his own, maybe he'd understand.

But he won't.

No ONe Is aS mEsSEd uP As YOu.

Stop.

Stop.

Stop.

He was going to tell Josh.

"Whenever my thoughts start racing, there's this darker deeper voice, you know?"

"Yeah, I know."

"Well, when I was in high school with those thoughts and that voice I decided to give that voice a name. A name to my insecurities and the bad thoughts that run through my brain. And since whenever I start having those thoughts or start having a panic attack, my vision, my mind, everything goes blurry, I named him Blurry. And when you left I finished some parts of 'Kitchen Sink' and I just felt like it wasn't good enough. I wasn't good enough. I couldn't find my pen and Blurry came to talk me down and when you texted me, I was shaking but I didn't want you to worry so I responded with shaky texts."

He couldn't tell Josh about the face yet. He had to interpret it himself first.

YOu're weAK.

He thinks you're pAthEtIc, Tyler.

Josh didn't know what to say.

"You wanna show me the song?"

Tyler reached for his computer and showed the part he worked on.

"It's great man, but listen. Next time Blurry comes to fight. I'll be there okay? Call me, text me, wake me up if I'm asleep. We're broken people, Tyler. I'll always be there to help, cause I'm your friend, man."

"Thank you, Josh."

Tyler grabbed his pen and wrote that down.

We're broken people.

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"Tell me about your trip, man"

The two went to Taco Bell for dinner and Josh told Tyler all about his trip.

"A forest in the backyard?! That's the coolest thing!"

"I know man, it's my third favorite place next to Taco Bell."

Josh also told him about the tree he loved.

"Forrest?"

"Yeah, you see when you separate it at the r's you get 'for' and 'rest.'"

"Oh, I love that man. That's sick."

Tyler wrote that down in his journal.

Forrest

"Did you write that down?"

"Yeah. There's potential in that, so I have to chase it."

"Well, we should head back to the dorm. We've been here awhile. Also I have your journal to give you."

The two went back to the dorm and Josh gave Tyler his journal.

Tyler opened the journal up and noticed the paper that fell out of it.

"What's this?" Tyler asked picking it up.

"Oh yeah, that's from Zack. He told me to give it to you."

Tyler opening it up and it was a short letter that read

"Tyler,

I finished writing that rap for Kitchen Sink. I think I can nail it by the time you want to record, whenever that it. I'm really proud of what I wrote. I understand how you feel now with writing. Love you, bro. I'll see you soon.

Time gains momentum the moment when I'm living in 'em
I'm winning a momentary sinning a moment passing after
A re-beginning moments mending memories
Pretending enemies are friend of me, sending me straight to bending me
My bad behavior but I bet I could have been a better man
Copy and paste caught me, and copy, better rhymes bother me
The better the rhythm the badder I am but I bet I'll battle with 'em battle
Better I am, Gambling man, better bet I am a gambling man, I am?

Zack."

Tyler was stoked.

"Come on, let's work on the song more." Tyler said.

"Can we do it later? I'm pretty tired from the drive."

"Yeah later is good."

Josh took a small nap and Tyler started writing some lyrics for "Forrest" and it looked to be a good one, as Josh said when we woke from his nap.

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It was late in the afternoon and after a Taco Bell run, the duo started working on "Kitchen Sink" again.

They were working on the second verse again and Josh couldn't contain himself.

"Tyler, what if we were in a band?"

"Josh, that'd be the coolest thing, but-"

"No buts. Seriously think about it. We're both so passionate about our music, why not try to make a living off of it? It may not pay off well in the beginning but who knows maybe one day we'll be able to buy our moms houses."

"Could we pull it off? With my songs, a piano, and drums as a live band?"

"I don't see anything to lose and it wouldn't hurt to try. I don't want to look for a Plan B, this is my Plan A and I love it... I'm in if you're in."

Tyler looked over to Josh who extended his hand.

Would it be possible? Would Blurry allow him to do this? There's only one way to find out.

He shook Josh's hand.

"Let's give it a try, man."

Josh was overjoyed and started madly drumming out of happiness on his drums.

Tyler felt safe showing Josh his songs and felt safe knowing that if Josh liked them, maybe more people could too.