It's Been A Misery For Me, Living

I Never Found Anyone Who Was Good Enough, Who I Could Trust Enough.

Discretion Is The Polite Word For Hypocrisy.

I'm Terrified Of Men These Days. If Someone Asked Me Out Now, I Don't Know What I'd Say, How I'd React. But I Couldn't Go Through With It, Not At All. I Suppose I've Been Terrified Of Them All Along.

As A Little Girl I Used To Daydream About My Real Father Coming On A White Horse To Rescue Me.

Even A Criminal Has The Right To A New Life, But They Made Sure I Did Not Have That. They Just Didn't Stop Calling Me A Prostitute For Ever And Ever And Ever And Ever.