Hello darkness, my old friend
I used to bite my tongue and hold my breath
I've come to talk with you again
Scared to rock the boat and make a mess
Because a vision softly creeping
I guess that I forgot I had a choice
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
I let you push me past the breaking point
And the vision that was planted in my brain still remains within the sound of silence
And you're gonna hear me roar

Liana Maeby grew up in Los Angeles and it has made her just as terrible as you'd expect. A graduate of USC's film school, she previously worked as an editor for Crushable.com, and has written for publications like Interview and The Village Voice. Her first book, a satirical work entitled "Earl Can Hurl (You Can Hurl Too)" written when she was eight, remains unpublished.