I was feeling insecure you might not love me anymore
Nothing will stop me, and whether I'm here or wherever I may be, I'll always have the same feelings, I'll say what I feel.
I was stuck in the feeling that one did not--was not justified in being alive unless one was fulfilling other people's dreams, whether they were contractual dreams or the public's dreams, or fulfilling my own dreams and illusions about what I thought I was supposed to be, which, in retrospect, turned out to not be what I am.
