“I don’t feel very good about myself.
People always leave me.
Nobody can stand me for very long.
I wish I could cut my tongue out,
or take out the part of my brain
that has opinions. Or cares.
I wish I could be simple.
Be quiet, introverted, or shy.
I’m half way in between a wallflower
at a party and elvis presley.
People love one or the other.
In between is no place to be.”
Taken from a one page play by Jack White, supposedly written when he was nineteen.