Why are my eyes always shifting away from everyone else's eyes? 
minor case; major depressive. 
fantastic film score. 
My father's bike; my weight descending, with nothing to wait for.
Then I push my hair back. Then I mess it up. 
Then I bite my tongue from singing what you'll all say. 
"You swore that you would live your life without regret. 
Well, what do you wait for?" 
Melissa. I [bad word] up. 
I won't cut my arms off, that won't keep me warm at night.
And I'll do my best to live my life without regret.