Part of a poem.

[Kendall]

I'm working on something...here's a bit of it, so far.

I don't hear intelligence when you speak. I don't see elegance nor charm. So ****ing scared
you won't be accepted. Keep to yourself. You think you have me fooled. Bull****.
A heart of stone. Here's a chisel, tell me when you feel something.

[Isagel]

"Here's a chisel, tell me when you feel something." I really like this part. For me it gives a picture that there might be something under the hard surface.

Looking forward to the rest of what you are working on.

[Koa]

Wow, very similar to an experience I've had recently with a person...