A Letter to Myself at Fifteen
(for maximum reading experience, start this song and then continue down) Hey you, How’s it going? I’ve missed you. You’re so wonderfully creative, so gentle, and so very wise. I mean it. For so many years, you’ve been hiding yourself, trying to protect yourself from being hurt by people who don’t understand you. Alabama wasn’t too bad (being homeschooled definitely has its advantages), but I remember being twelve and being scared that I would be picked on when I started public