My Hits Are Not Hits.

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?'

Half Of My Heart’s Got A Grip On The Situation, Half Of My Heart Takes Time.

How Come Everything I Need Always Comes With Batteries?

They Read All The Books, But They Can't Find The Answers.

Someday, Everything Will Make Perfect Sense. So For Now, Laugh At The Confusion, Smile Through The Tears, Be Strong And Keep Reminding Your Self That Everything Happens For A Reason.