I have a terrible fear that upon reading my work, those that know me personally will surmise that I have changed and that if they spoke to me now, I would know what to say.
I need you to know that I am the same person I always was. I have not changed. I am no less awkward than I was when you last tried to talk to me; no less introverted than the last time you saw me sitting quietly by myself, not speaking to anyone at all. For some reason—a reason for which I do not know—something inside of me changes when I write. I suddenly know all of the right words to say.
My words are most beautiful when they remain unspoken, resounding silently throughout the air and echoing within minds. That is why I am writing spoken word poetry that will forever remain unspoken—at least, unspoken by me.
—Lily White
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DEDICATION
To everyone who has ever been made to feel worthless for being different, unique, unconventional. You are beautiful and you deserve the universe, along with all of the stars it bears.
