We call them cool Those hearts that have no scars to show The ones that never do let go And risk it the tables being turned We call them fools Who have to dance within the flame Who chance the sorrow and the shame That always come with getting burned Im shedding every color Trying to find a pigment of truth beneath my skin Okay so Im done being bitter. I suppose. Congrats Kyleigh. Im glad that you did so well. Lets just let it go and not bring this whole thing up again. But just try not to rub it in my face. Ill have a fun time doing the play. Im just going to become a whole new person. Someone who is actually themselves. Im not goina hide in the shadows anymore. I refuse to. Im sick of living this way.