I'm So Tired, But I Can't Sleep.

I'm Not A Media Darling. I'm Not On The Cover Of All These Magazines. I Just Quietly Do My Thing.

I've Heard Myself Referred To As A Quiet Superstar, And I Don't Quite Know What That Means.

Hold On...hold On To Yourself. This Is Going To Hurt Like Hell.

Nothing Outside Of My Child Is Important

All The Fear Has Left Me Now, I'm Not Frightened Anymore. It's My Heart That Pounds Beneath My Flesh, It's My Mouth That Pushes Out This Breath.