Paper Is More Patient Than

I... Keep Trying To Find A Way To Become What I'd Like To Be And What I Could Be If... If Only There Were No Other People In The World.

I Don't Have Much In The Way Of Money Or Worldly Possessions, I'm Not Beautiful, Intelligent Or Clever, But I'm Happy, And I Intend To Stay That Way! I Was Born Happy, I Love People, I Have A Trusting Nature, And I'd Like Everyone Else To Be Happy Too.

Outside, You Don't Hear A Single Bird, And A Deathly, Oppressive Silence Hangs Over The House And Clings To Me As If It Were Going To Drag Me Into The Deepest Regions Of The Underworld.... I Wander From Room To Room, Climb Up And Down The Stairs And Feel Like A Songbird Whose Wings Have Been Ripped Off And Who Keeps Hurling Itself Against The Bars Of Its Dark Cage.

Crying Can Bring Relief, As Long As You Don't Cry Alone.

I'm Sentimental--i Know. I'm Desperate And Silly--i Know That Too. Oh, Help Me!