True safety was not in having armor. It was in vulnerability. - Jewel

I did not write love songs as a sixteen-year-old. I did not write about crushes or about mean girls. I wrote about my life — about the injustices and inequities and the search for answers and self-responsibility.

Collect beads of night / Fill your / skin with the dark weight of the / wet sky. Let boldness live in your heart / and I will recognize you / amongst the many / and claim you as my own

Well in case you failed to notice,
In case you failed to see,
This is my heart bleeding before you,
This is me down on my knees

These foolish games are tearing me apart
Your thoughtless words are breaking my heart
You're breaking my heart