I Finally Made Up My Mind I

I Have Too Much Imagination To Be A Housewife

It Was My Fans Who Made Me A Star.

At Twelve I Looked Like A Girl Of Seventeen. My Body Was Developed And Shapely. I Still Wore The Blue Dress And The Blouse The Orphanage Provided. They Made Me Look Like An Overgrown Lummox.

A Wise Girl Kisses But Doesn't Love, Listens But Doesn't Believe, And Leaves Before She Is Left.

I Want To Be An Artist, Not An Erotic Freak. I Don’t Want To Be Sold To The Public As A Celluloid Aphrodisiac.