I grew up fast,way too fast,
a girl with two minds but fewer friends.

Do I care? No, I don't!
Half my life was buried in dreams and books, confined to that prison called solitude....

I would sit at my window, looking at the world, chuckling, smiling but not at what I see but what I dream...
Yes, the sweetest of dreams, where I am the One, the One you see, the...