When I look at myself from the inside out, I see a girl who has always used writi ng as her escape. That was my way of communicati ng with the outside world, hoping that one day someone would hear what I have to say. It seemed like there was always so much I wanted to say. I have always felt my emoti ons so clearly, I feel things so deeply, so passionately, that it just rolls right off me. I could never talk to anyone; they were always concerned with their own problems and arguing themselves deaf. I decided my voice would be bett er heard though my poetry and thoughts. That was 14 years ago. IMAGINE THAT! A litt le girl and what she fi nds as her SECURITY blanket at the ti me, was a bunch of words she had been keeping inside for God knows how long. Living the way she did, she needed to provide a way out. So as a result, you see before you a fi nished product of 14 years of self therapy. The emoti onal outpouring of my soul helped me to heal my heart and hopefully to help heal others as well as be a security blanket to them.