Tell me about you, yourself, not the character you have painted yourself to be. Tell me about you in your entirety. Tell me about your past and how it left you jagged and broken. Tell me about all of the times you have been ashamed of yourself and why you let yourself feel that way. Tell me about the feats that make you proud of yourself. Tell me why you need to do things a certain way. Tell me about who you are, who you would like to be and who you were. ‘Cause see, I want to know all of you. I want to know why you are who you are today, even if it took heart breaks, pain and anger for you to get there. I want to know about the ugly parts of you and make you believe that they are beautiful. You are beautiful. So, go on. Tell me.