What I Condemn Are Our

Let's Not Talk About It Any More, But If You Still Want Anything Please Write To Me About It, Because I Can Say What I Mean Much Better On Paper.

I Had To Hold My Head Up High And Put A Bold Face On Things, But The Thoughts Keep Coming Anyways.

Our Lives Are Fashioned By Our Choices. First We Make Our Choices. Then Our Choices Make Us.

It Is Becoming A Bad Dream-- In The Daytime As Well As At Night. I See Him Nearly All The Time And Can't Get At Him, I Mustn't Show Anything, Must Remain Gay While I'm Really In Despair.

And You Can Always, Always, Give Kindness