I'm Tired And Nervous And I'm In

I Don’t Like To Talk To People, Because I Can’t Express Myself Satisfactorily. I Don’t Say The Things I Mean.

I Was Always Sad As A Child, For As Long As I Can Think Back. I Hated Crowds Of People, And Used To Sit In A Corner By Myself, Just Thinking.

I Always Wanted To Do My Best. I Got Nothing Free—i Had To Work Hard.

There Are Many Things In Your Heart You Can Never Tell To Another Person. They Are You, Your Private Joys And Sorrows, And You Can Never Tell Them. You Cheapen Yourself, The Inside Of Yourself, When You Tell Them.

Why Should You Care For A Woman Like Me? I'm Always Nervous Or Sick, Or Sad Or Too Gay.