I won't ask you to let me out. because i know i can find the way. so you'll sit there with your sly smile, and when i redirect my eyes in such a sudden, you'll think i've got the hots for you. but i don't. and i don't like him much either, but i guess it seems i do. and that other kid, yeah he's alright. but not that kind of alright. he's the kind of kid i can look at and not want to punch in the face kind of alright. and it's only a shadow, so i know it wont bite. but i can't help but shield myself. and i shake and quiver to the point of tranquility. and i like to be numb, i like to be so cold i cant feel my fingers. i like to sing with my hands over my eyes, and i like to say goodbye to him every single day even if i do stick my tongue out when his back is turned. did you know there billions of stars in the sky? but he said they aren't in the sky. and the funniest thing of all is you'll barely comprehend a word i say, because you don't speak my language, and thats why i can tell you anything and everything. and i'm falling asleep. my eyes are so heavy i can barely hold them open. and i can hear the pitter patter of the rain and it pisses me off. and i can hear the children and it makes me smile. i mean, it makes me smile, but i wont because it takes too much effort. and i'm hungry, but i probably wont eat, because everytime i do i hate myself a little more and i can just barely keep that stuff down.