Fate Is Not Just Whose Cooking Smells

I Walk Like I'm On A Mission 'cause That's The Way I Groove. I Got More And More To Do And Less And Less To Prove.

I Am A Work In Progress Dressed In The Fabric Of A World Unfolding Offering Me Intricate Patterns Of Questions Rhythms That Never Come Clean And Strengths That You Still Haven't Seen

Any Tool Is A Weapon If You Hold It Right.

I Don't Care If They Eat Me Alive, I've Got Better Things To Do Then Survive.

You've Already Put More Than Enough Energy Into Worry. That's All Women Have Been Allowed To Do, Historically.