Dear Kana,

Has Life spat in your face recently?
Is your smile hurting?
Are Kids trying to bring you down?

You, me, the insane ones, the low-profile ones, the strangely loud ones, the bullies and their struggling victims...

We are nothing but teenagers
living blindly
hopelessly holding on to what we have now
Because we are afraid of losing

It must seem like we constantly want
Want want want want
want!
More
more more more more
More!
Now!

But when I look into your eyes
your big, brown, beautiful eyes
they tell me your story
The sad, melancholy, happy, hopeful
story of
a sixteen year old

I want you to know I want you around

Oh, Kana...
I rarely see you anymore
I wonder if you are still hurting
or if you are healing
I hope you are going to have the life you deserve

a real happy one...