I noticed your scars,
You noticed mine,
We understood.

Never spoke a word,
We didn't know how.
Didn't know we could.

We went to the library.
I picked up Cuts,
You picked up Scars.

We were trying to speak up.
Trying to convey a message,
One that was the both of ours.

I noticed that you count calories.
You noticed that I'm always nauseous.
We know the truth.

We'll never speak a word,
But we noticed each other's,
Misunderstood, unstable youth.