What Can You Say About

The ‘equilibrium’ That People See In Me Is Really An Illusion. I Am As Flawed As Anyone. It’s Only That I Seem To Have The Knack Of Hiding.

There Was A Brief Silence. I Think I Heard Snow Falling.

Sometimes I Amaze Even Myself.

What Can You Say About A Twenty-five-year-old Girl Who Died?

I Was Afraid Of Being Rejected, Yes. I Was Also Afraid Of Being Accepted For The Wrong Reasons.