if only she had n't poured out her hurt to her family . then he takes a hand and rubs it down his face-hard-like he wants to scrape off skin . or what if she killed them ? i do n't care how it happened or who gets hurt ! the sky is below us , a thick liquid swirl thats not blue or black or gray , green or brown or white , but somehow all of these colors at once . `` you want me to teach you ? '' 