Yes, heed the words of this girl,

Who is now trying to write with decent handwriting

No scribbles, no lazy strokes, no doctor-like penmanship,

So that her words may look slightly pretty

Heed the words of this girl,

Who is trying her best to steady her hands,

So different from her vicious tongue,

That has seared through the skin and has stabbed hearts

This girl that is slowly losing her grip,

From the façade, she tried so hard to build,

Like her penmanship that no one can seem to read,

She will, one day, be seen for who she truly is

So she will never again dare slip,

From the charade, she had orchestrated

She glues the pieces back together,

And makes her penmanship look just like the others