An excerpt from a musical I am writing:

Am I dead or am I just living fully in a new form

Is my heart broken or am I finally healing, about reborn

Where am I going?

What is my name?

Am I just lonely?

Am I insane?

Is this a movie?

Is reality fantasy?

What is gender?

What is sexuality?

I think everyone is blind

To nothing left behind

Can you hear my scream inside

Am I soaring to no abide

Oh I’m just one person

Why did I come here

To the Earth to be a savior

I can’t plan a million things

Randomness and Extremes

Is all I see in my mind

A megaphone

And an old life left behind

Bring me to myself

Bring me to the heaven I deserve

Am I just a passionate female

Or just a voice in a solid race

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh FUCK IT

I QUIT

I’M ONLY ONE PERSON

AND MY GENERATION IS SHIT

MAKE LOVE

NOT WAR

THERE IS WISDOM IN NOTHING

AND WISDOM IN EVERYTHING

Who am I?

What is the freest form of self?

Can society be taken over by mathematicians and people who believe in elves

And who is God?

Why am I here?

Do you know the true meaning of Queer?

And

What is love?

Babies hurt me

Sex is a drug

So why are we tortured by puberty?

And what is a song if angage (I have no idea what word this is) is created?

Oh

Where am I going from here?

Where am I going from here?

City streets

Blinding lights

Old voices

Strange delights

Smells of fried chicken and Chinese American food

And I losing myself

What is there to lose?

Am I a figure of speech

What is the meaning I can’t reach

Did Frida feel this way

And is there a chance I’ll always be gay

And where am I going form here?

And what is America?

And what is America?

And what is America?