I'm Sorry That I Did Not Become

I Have A Cultured Manner Of Speaking.

What Is Love But A Prelude To Sorrow...with Heartache Ahead For Your Goal.

My People Have Very Subtle Slang, Inflections And Ways Of Saying Things That Has Little To Do With Words. If You're From The Same Place, You'll Feel The Jargon And Know Exactly What's Happening. Same With Any Neighborhood Cat. What He Sees And Hears And Feels And Lives Makes Him What He Is. That's What Blues Is.

The Worst Thing About That Kind Of Prejudice... Is That While You Feel Hurt And Angry And All The Rest Of It, It Feeds You Self-doubt. You Start Thinking, Perhaps I Am Not Good Enough.

By The Time I Was Eight I Was Taking Classical Piano Lessons And I Wanted To Be A Concert Pianist. But That Didn't Work Out. I Graduated From High School And My Formal Education Ended.