What was freely given to me, I freely give.

That strong mother doesn't tell her cub, Son, stay weak so the wolves can get you. She says, Toughen up, this is reality we are living in.

Whenever we submit our will to someone else’s opinion, a part of us dies

You might win some, but you just lost one.

Miscommunication leads to complication.

And deep in my heart. The answer, it was in me. And I made up my mind. To define my own destiny

I never did anything I'm really ashamed of.