\"Why do we care?
They spend hours, days, their whole lives
Re-creating themselves for someone who will never love them.
They seek beauty in this fleeting existence.
But in the end, even gold and diamonds turn to dust.
In the arms and in the gaze of others,
I look for a home.
They say I am too young,
Too serious.
That I sink ships before they can leave the harbor.
But we are all too young,
We never get to grow old.
We are young even in our last moments.
My eyes are too deep,
And far too dark.
Threatening to grab ahold of anyone who looks in them too long.
I feel as though I can\'t live for myself.\"