Sitting in a grey classroom covered with clouds
The headphone wires curl around my fingers
Drowning out the voices in the background
With my eyes cast downwards, blurred

A single drop of tear falls betraying me
Shattering into hundreds of pieces
Please don't look at this unclean girl
Who searches for the lies in the truth

Destroying those that come too close
Distorted and twisted, this is the world
Where breathing has become tolerable
And everything becomes clear again