You Cannot Live This Life Anymore Without

I Couldn't Speak Well. I Went To Speech Therapy For 10 Years. And I Was Sort Of Frustrated In That Sense.

We All Think We're Different, But When It Comes Around, We End Up Needing The Same Things. Somebody To Love Us. Somebody To Respect Us.

If Anyone Could Look Into My Head See Or Feel The Dread That Has Captured Me Or See Within This Sad, Unhappy Brain They Would Only Turn Away Turn Away.

If What I Read Doesn't Reflect My Life - Whether I'm Gay Or Latino Or On Welfare - Doesn't That Really Mean That My Life Is Not Valuable?

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.