I Live In A Crazy

I Want Something From Daddy That He Is Not Able To Give Me. ... It Is Only That I Long For Daddy's Real Love: Not Only As His Child, But For Me - Anne, Myself.

I Want Friends, Not Admirers. People Who Respect Me For My Character And My Deeds, Not My Flattering Smile. The Circle Around Me Would Be Much Smaller, But What Does That Matter, As Long As They're Sincere?

The Young Are Not Afraid Of Telling The Truth.

Who Else But Me Is Ever Going To Read These Letters?

Deep Down, The Young Are Lonelier Than The Old.