Do not feel sorry for me if I am gone.
I guess I started too early because I just thought it was something fun to do.
It's an abnormal world I live in. I don't belong anywhere. It's like I'm floating down the middle. I'm never quite sure where I am.
A wise person decides slowly but abides by these decisions.
I may not be walking with you all the way, or even much of the way, as I walk with you now.
My potential is more than can be expressed within the bounds of my race or ethnic identity.