It feels so good to tell the truth.
All my friends were in the park smoking weed and getting pregnant. I didn't want to be the young black girl having a baby, a baby's father, being on welfare. That wasn't going to be my story.
To find a prince, you gotta kiss some toads.
I came out even with all the struggles I endured on Rikers Island.
The only crime I'm guilty of is being a young black woman.
I'm willing to do whatever I need to do to change.