I’m not one for making a fuss — oh, don’t look at me like that. I know what I am. People always think a kid’s all soft edges and mistakes you can stitch up. They don’t see the cuts underneath. I suppose I could tell you a proper story, like how I got here, but proper stories tidy things up, make neat starts and finishes. Life isn’t that tidy, is it? Mine goes off at angles, like an old lamp someone’s knocked; the shade’s all crooked but it still lights the room in its own way.
"A Taste of Honey" is a play by Shelagh Delaney, first performed in 1958. The monologue you're likely referring to is that of Jo, the protagonist, but more specifically, it's the monologue of Helen, Jo's mother, and then Jo's own reflections. However, one of the most iconic and relevant monologues in the context of the play is Jo's. a taste of honey monologue