I go to bed fed, clean, warm, and comfortable, yet terrified The silence and darkness leave too much room for my curious imagination My mind waits for this time to share with me the design of my defeat She and I are all alone here, leaving no stone unturned in the ruins of my subconscious Unidentified voices voice their opinions on my past, present, and future Reminding me of what I don't have anymore, what I don’t have now, and what I will never have They speak negative se

I am no stranger to the stage. I grew up falling in love with dance. I lived to go to class, practice and eventually get the cute costume...