I Keep Hitting The Escape

You May Shoot Me With Your Words, You May Cut Me With Your Eyes, You May Kill Me With Your Hatefulness, But Still, Like Air, I'll Rise!

Moderation In All Things. And Even Moderation In Moderation. Don't Get Too Much Moderation, You Know?

I Have Need Of A Friend. There Is One And Only One Who Will Give The Air From His Failing Lungs For My Body's Mend. And That One Is My Love.

Precious Jewel, You Glow, You Shine, Reflecting All The Good Things In The World. Just Look At Yourself.

I Want To Be A Good Human Being. I'm Doing My Best, And I'm Working At It.