What Did My Fingers Do Before They

People Or Stars Regard Me Sadly, I Disappoint Them.

I Must Bridge The Gap Between Adolescent Glitter And Mature Glow.

I Want To Be Able To Sleep In An Open Field, To Travel West, To Walk Freely At Night.

Perfection Is Terrible, It Cannot Have Children.

I Am Afraid Of Getting Older … I Am Afraid Of Getting Married. Spare Me From Cooking Three Meals A Day—spare Me From The Relentless Cage Of Routine And Rote. I Want To Be Free…. I Want, I Want To Think, To Be Omniscient…. I Think I Would Like To Call Myself ‘the Girl Who Wanted To Be God.