Why Give Up Before We Try?

I Thought I Had To Be Perfect. I Would Often Make Choices I Thought Would Make Everyone Else Happy. I Lived At A Pace That Was "good For My Career," Whether It Was Good For Me Or Not. I Have Learned How Important It Is To Check In With Myself And Listen, Really Listen.

I Do Feel Like I Owe Something, But Not To The Industry. When You Say "industry," I Think Of A Group Of People Who Don't Really Care Much About You And Treat You As A Commodity. So, In That Regard, I Don't Feel Like I Owe Anything. But The People Who've Always Been Supportive Of Me And Have Always Seen Me For My Greatest Potential-those Are The People Who I Feel Like I Owe Something To. I Feel Like I Am Their Voice. I Owe It Them To Represent Them In A Way That They Can Be Proud Of.

My Mom Is Definitely My Rock.

Most Times, Your Blessings Are Also Your Curses. And For Me, I Have This Ability To Express Myself So Clearly With Pen And Paper, But When It Comes To Expressing Myself Verbally, I Put Up A Big Wall.

I Know People Who've Gone To Jail. It Don't Mean You Stop Loving Them! They Deservin' Love Just As Much In There, And Maybe They Needin' It More.