I fight against it all. I claim the rights of a human being without having to live as one. Let me go. I throw it back in your face. I release myself from that label.
Lights go almost out.
There is a long silence as andy drops and instantly is still. Such a pity. I would have made such a good wheelchair. Address Praise, Constructive Criticism, or Inquiries into Publication Rights to Marc Zeedar . All Rights Reserved.