I Honestly Have No Idea How To

You’ve Never Been A Teenager, Sweetie. You Know What’s Best For You.

Who Are You And What Have You Done With My Brother?

"what Are You Thinking?" He Asked Curiously. I Looked Up Into His Deep Gold Eyes, Became Befuddled, And, As Usual, Blurted Out The Truth. "i'm Trying To Figure Out What You Are."

What If I'm Not A Superhero. What If I'm The Bad Guy?

I Wanted Myself. I Wouldn't Let What Was Mine Be Destroyed.