There are stories to tell, I'm sure there are. About lost children, magical cats and secert worlds. Maybe even a love story, too. I'll talk about how and why i started writing, who have been my biggest supportors. The dreams that have given me story lines. Charators from my life that make way into the stories. What about the small battles in my personal life? Surely that could be something that could be of value? Those that,are facing brain tumors might find hope in my story.
Why can't you see that I have many things of value to offer? Why are you so sure no one will want to hear what I have to say?
when you're gone, unable to control my every move, beat me down, tell me I'm dumb. I will stand up and tell about you. Your crazy twisted vie of what marriage is, that love is controling and that if its not you way then its wrong. In the end it will be because of you that I cling to this dream so hard.
so maybe, I wont be famos. That's ok. But I want to be heard, not by just you. By aanyone that,might take a chance that what I have to say matters. It will set me free.