We're immature and foolish
We're lost in our own world...

Food is no way to fill an interlude
It will take hold...

*My favourite book in the world*
I love it when you frown...

I'm sick of this fake
These people who moan and groan...

You don't know it
But my heart aches...

I question who you are
My friend's, my foes...

What can I do to be noticed by you?
Can it be soon...