March 1997


Words do nothing for me now. How can I express myself in a way that they will understand, that they will listen and hear what I am feeling?  3/26/97

I can tell by the look in your eye that I will not be who you expect me to be. It is most likely my doings that will lead you to this conclusion, but then again, I have absolutely no insight into your ways of thinking. In a group of friends I appear to be the stranger despite the many times we have graced each other in the past. Friendship is a long process.  3/30/97

It is my time to live.  3/31/97

Author: Lindsay Niemann

Writer | Graphic Artist