beneath lies no complacence. beneath lies confusion, and fear, and aloneness.
i idly chatter to you in the suave tones of surface talk. i tell you everything that's really nothing, and nothing of what's everything, of what's crying within me. so when i'm going through my routine do not be fooled by what i'm saying. please listen carefully and try to hear what i'm not saying, what i'd like to be able to say, what for survival i need to say, but what i can't say.
…such a glance is precisely my salvation, my only hope, and i know it.