So, you know how I’ve been like.. practicing piano and stuff? I’m.. not really any good at it yet. Like.. at all. But I wrote you a song– [static] –and I was kinda hoping that I could show it to you, cus I worked really, REALLY hard on it. Soo yeah! Have I found everybody a fun assignment to do today? When you’re here, everything that we do is fun for them anyway! When I can’t even read my own feelings, what good are words when a smile says it all? And if this world won’t write me an ending, what will it take just for me to have it all? Does my pen only write bitter words for those who are dear to me? Is it love if I take you or is it love if I set you free? The ink flows down into a dark puddle. How can I write love into reality? If I can’t hear the sound of your heartbeat, what do you call love in your reality? And in your reality, if I don’t know how to love you.. I’ll leave you be.