I didn't have friends. No one talked to me. I used to go to the Wyndcroft School (nationally recognized for academic excellence) in Pottstown, and when I moved to Wyomissing, I didn't know anybody.

Poetry and lyrics are very similar. Making words bounce off a page.

My thoughts will echo your name until I see you again.

My fans don't feel like I hold anything back from them. They know whatever I'm going through now, they'll hear about it on a record someday. They'll hear the real story. There's a little bit of lag time. It's not as instant as going on a gossip blog. But it's much more accurate.

I dream about finding an exception and finding someone who would make me believe in love and realize that it can work out.

I go to all these photo shoots, and each time I figure out something new about myself and what I want to wear.

I'm not concerned with people seeing me in a certain way. Some people see me as a kid, some people see me as an adult. But I'm seriously not going to complain how anybody sees me, as long as they see me.