What do YOU know?

Monologue:
"Can I be honest? I have no idea what I'm doing here(pause)it's like that line from paradise lost "Did I request thee, maker, from my clay to mould me a (pause)sixteen year old transvestite living in the Bronx? Bronx Bronx, Bra's, man. They're in your face all the time. There're the hawaiian coconut ones, and the pointy madonna ones. That's not right, that's not right. And yet they have the nerve to look at me in my perfectly acceptable, conservative, catholic school uniform and judge, and point, and whisper: (pause) Sex. Sexual preference. Gender. What do you know? What do you know?"

This monologue was written and performed by Gogo, my dearest friend :D