When I wake up in the morning, I feel just like any other insecure 24-year-old girl.

There's something about lonely nights and my lipstick on your face

Prejudice is a disease. And when they come for you, or refuse your worth, I will be ready for their stones. I belong to you.

I work all day, do research, sketch my ideas, prepare for performances.

I’m going to be a star, you know why? Because I have nothing left to lose.

I want you to walk out of here tonight not loving me more, but loving yourselves more.

If you're a strong female, you don't need permission.