It's blurred. The past, is what it is. Some days are imprinted, It's blurred. The past, is what it is. Some days are imprinted,

An introvert might learn to be an ambivert An introvert might learn to be an ambivert

Amidst the chatter of high pitched voices, Amidst the chatter of high pitched voices,

Can I take a picture of you? Can I take a picture of you?

You are hope, shining bright. You are hope, shining bright.

LOVE LETTERS TO KASHMIR. LOVE LETTERS TO KASHMIR.

My breath It hitches. My heart My breath It hitches. My heart

The white tiles watch in agony as my tears mirror the glass. The white tiles watch in agony as my tears mirror the glass.

I wanna travel the world. I wanna travel the world.

Mirror mirror on the wall, Who's the meanest of them all? Mirror mirror on the wall, Who's the meanest of them all?