Here I Am And There Is My

You’ll Be All Right. You’re Strong. I Know You’ll Be Okay Because I Like You And You Can’t Like Someone Who Doesn’t Like Themself. The People I Fear For Are The Ones Who I Don’t Like Because They Hate Themselves So Much They Won’t Let Anyone Else Like Them Either. But I Do Like You. I’ll Miss You. And I Know You’ll Be Okay.

But You Have Friends. You Have A Lot Of Friends. What Do You Offer Your Friends To Make Them So Supportave. What Do You Offer Your Friends To Make Them So Supportave What Do You Offer. " ...if I Could Remember Any More Of My Lines I'd Add Them So Basically This Is A Preface To The Whole Play. I Would Like To Quote The Whole Play. Currently My Mind Is Afraid To Remember The Play.

Here I Am And There Is My Body Dancing On Glass.

I Feel Like I’m Eighty Years Old. I’m Tired Of Life And My Mind Wants To Die.

I Crave White On White And Black, But My Thoughts Race In Glorious Technicolour, Prodding Me Awake, Whipping Away The Warm Blanket Of Invisibility Every Time It Sears To Smother My Mind In Nothing.