My words always sounded harsher than I meant them out to be. I hurt people unwillingly and I don't realize it until the words have left me. I could see the look in their eyes. If I could be softer I would be, believe me. I'm sorry.
Those costumes you wore to get you through vanished, they are of no good use here. Finally, just you. You'd forgotten what you used to be like, so you made yourself new. With good and bad, perfect flaws to tie it all up.