And I, Stepping From This

But When It Came Right Down To It, The Skin Of My Wrist Looked So White And Defenseless That I Couldn't Do It.

And I Sit Here Without Identity: Faceless. My Head Aches.

It Is A Feeling That No Matter What The Ideas Or Conduct Of Others, There Is A Unique Rightness And Beauty To Life Which Can Be Shared In Openness, In Wind And Sunlight, With A Fellow Human Being Who Believes In The Same Basic Principles.

I Was Supposed To Be Having The Time Of My Life.

I Am Silver And Exact.i Have No Preconceptions.