Let my voice be sharp, so it cuts like a blade.
Your ego bruises won't fade for days...

Among the silent,
words I taste...

It starts again.
New school, new friends...

The damage can't always be repaired.
The scars may be hidden...

Who are the
pencil hearts in...

A conversation,
gone way wrong...

Talk about the field behind your house,
Talk about a sky, filled up with clouds...

Don't worry.
I'll forgive you...

An unfamiliar world,
with rituals we've never experienced...

When I'm alone,
I wonder about who else...

Break out your best fake smiles.
False hope and joy, a plenty...

I've heard about what eyes can do.
I never doubted it was true...