I don't believe we're hateful. I think mostly we're just asleep, but the math adds up the same.

That night when you kissed me, I left a poem in your mouth, and you can hear some of the lines every time you breathe out.

I don't believe we're hateful. I think mostly we're just asleep, but the math adds up the same.

Know you belong here. You belong here and everything you feel is okay.

So guess what, if I ever have my own team I am picking everyone first even the worst kid and the kid with the stutter like a skipping record 'cause I know all of us are scratched, even if you can't hear it when we speak.

Sometimes the most healing thing to do is remind ourselves over and over and over, other people feel this too.

Touch me ‘til my ribs become piano keys, ‘til there is sheet music scrolled across the inside of my lungs.