Edit: I'm having troubles with the second part so I'll post that later.
those infernal pink lines that surround your eyes
and cut across your forehead look
no offense
kind of strange like the deep cuts and marks
from chemical burns on your rough hands
that have never known the comforting touch
of a girl's palms underneath the table during
homeroom. I know
what they do to you, i seriously do, so don't
pretend no one else sees.
I know that their snide remarks hurt more than
the bite of raw acid on bare hands.
