I didn't know then what I wanted, but the ache for it was palpable.

After you get stung, you can't get unstung no matter how much you whine about it.

We can't think of changing our skin color. Change the world - that's how we gotta think.

You can't stop your heart from loving, really -- it's like standing out there in the ocean yelling at the waves to stop.

I sit in my new room and write everything down. My heart never stops talking.

Place a beehive on my grave And let the honey soak through. When I'm dead and gone, That's what I want from you. The streets of heaven are gold and sunny, But I'll stick with my plot and a pot of honey. Place a beehive on my grave And let the honey soak through.

Once you know the truth, you can’t ever go back and pick up your suitcase of lies. Heavier or not, the truth is yours now.