I can see that some of my friends stop smiling when I'm not looking,

i know it's hard when everyone's anew, but when you say sorry it seems sort of absurd

is there a way to know true intentions behind beautiful eyes?

i can see, that the sadder your soul the richer your laugh

i saw a person putting his hand on my friend's shoulder wherever she went nobody saw him,

you're a sort of mind reader, soul eater

remember yourself, remember yourself.

With air for leaves that rustle, ananas

I can't describe to you the pit in my stomach that's been overstaying its rent