I'm Very Hard On Myself And I

Apparently I Don't Do Stairs, I Won't Walk On Carpet And I Refuse To Walk On Grass. How Do I Do To Get Around, Hover?

Something In Your Eyes Captured My Soul, And Every Night I See You In My Dreams. You're All I Know. I Can't Let Go.

I Really Rebel Against Authority.

I Can Do A Reddish-brown Or Brown Lip, But Not A Bright Red. I Just Don't Look Good In It. Over The Years You Learn Certain Things That Don't Look Good On You, And That's One Of Them For Me.

It's Hard To Be Someone That People Talk About And Write About, You Know? They Don't Know Me.