I Had An Occasional Flash Of Understanding,

This Is A Photo As I Would Wish Myself To Look All The Time. Then I Would Maybe Have A Chance To Come To Hollywood.

I Must Uphold My Ideals, For Perhaps The Time Will Come When I Shall Be Able To Carry Them Out.

They Mustn't Know My Despair, I Can't Let Them See The Wounds Which They Have Caused, I Couldn't Bear Their Sympathy And Their Kind-hearted Jokes, It Would Only Make Me Want To Scream All The More. If I Talk, Everyone Thinks I'm Showing Off; When I'm Silent They Think I'm Ridiculous; Rude If I Answer, Sly If I Get A Good Idea, Lazy If I'm Tired, Selfish If I Eat A Mouthful More Than I Should, Stupid, Cowardly, Crafty, Etc. Etc.

People Who Give Will Never Be Poor.

I Had To Hold My Head Up High And Put A Bold Face On Things, But The Thoughts Keep Coming Anyways.