Closing in on what looks like new
    beginnings.

I'll listen, momentarily, but do the same for
    me, because I'm starting to develop an
    independent sense of worth.

Isn't it a strange occurrence, with this warm
    air, that you told me that the weather
    would never change?

It will change by definition.

We each sell ulterior motives, the prices
    vary, the markup may look sinister, but all
    is considered to pass things along.

Profit isn't your only agenda, or anyone's at  
    all, with the world trying to get ahead, and
    I too... manipulative.

I'd rather not be thinking about your
    shattered mirrors, promises, and
    friendship on the first hours of my  
    adulthood.

The Flowered Bearer told me that livers hold
     importance — I'm inclined to agree.
With that in mind, restrain yourself from
     pouring your toxic filth into me.

Not tonight, at very least.