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

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

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

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

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

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

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