I'm So Tired. I Don't Know If

The Boy Who Walks In The Light.

I Feel So Out Of Place Here. No Matter How Much Money The Republic Throws At Me, I Will Forever Be The Boy From The Streets.

When You’ve Been Poor All Your Life, You Never Really Think It Could Be Any Other Way. And Sometimes You’re Even Happy, Because At Least You’ve Got Your Family And Your Health And Your Arms And Legs And A Roof Over Your Head.

Clouds Suit My Mood Just Fine.

Mom Used To Say That Having Three Boys Was Kind Of Like Having A Pet Tornado That Talked Back.