Spell

The truth may speak as loud as it can, it got no differences.
Don't whisper to me, even the softest words would hit.
Cause it's you who speak.
I want to listen, I want to know.
Just so you know, I'd been waiting for so long to
listen that from your fragile lips.

And after all, I am okay. No need to worry.
We're cool, aren't we?