Pain Throws Your Heart To The Ground

Fear Is A Friend Who's Misunderstood

I've Never Walked Into A Restaurant, Asked For A Table And Been Told, 'we're Full.'

I Knew What I Wanted To Do When I Was 13 And I Had To Go Through Four Years Of High School To Get Out. That's A Blessing, Because I Never Had To Lay On My Bed Staring Up At The Ceiling Going, 'what Am I Going To Do With My Life?'

I Need To Learn How To Start Saying No. Like When Someone Says ‘please Stop Choking Me.’

You Know I Used To Be The Back Porch Poet With My Book Of Lines, Always Hoping Knowing All The Time, I'm Probably Never Gonna Find The Perfect Rhyme. . .for Heavier Things