Dear Bryleigh,
Begin pretending now.
Pretend the world needs you though it does not revolve around you
Pretend rest for the restless resounds in relationship with you
Pretend you have the secret which is salve for the serrated heart
Pretend within you wells wisdom that is the antithesis of arrogance
Pretend you are capable of a compassion reserved for fairy tales and far-off lands
Pretend your hands can heal the heart of the untouchable
Pretend you are different from those who look just like you who hate those who don't look just like you
Pretend that a disgusting world which wants to be wonderful depends on your touch your voice your love
Pretend as though pretending enough can produce a reality others can only pretend.
Love Dad.
