What Did I Do? I Walked Into

With My Writing, What I Want To Do Is Humanize The Young People I Write About.

The Beast Is The Monster That Destroys Your Dream

Sometimes I Feel Like I Have Walked Into The Middle Of A Movie. Maybe I Can Make My Own Movie. The Film Will Be The Story Of My Life. No, Not My Life, But Of This Experience. I'll Call It What The Lady Who Is The Prosecutor Called Me. Monster.

People Told Me To Give Up Trying To Be Special And Settle Down To A Regular Life. There Ain't Nothing Wrong With A Regular Life, And That's The Lord's Truth...but It Wasn't For Me, Because I Wanted To Be Something Special. I Knew How Easy It Was For A Dream To Die. I Seen That All Around Me. You Could Let It Die By Just Looking The Other Way.

I'll Never Live To Write All The Stories I Have In My Head.