Mm-hmm.

So I will be reading that.

[laughs] I learned early that words can bend.

That grown-ups can twist truths to their design.

They handed me rules like heavy stones and claimed them mine, though they were, they were theirs alone.

I've seen patterns, the lies, the s- ugh, let me start over.

The lies, they spin, the spins, the way adults hide behind, "I never sinned." I remember being pushed, being kicked, being told my truth did not exist.

Well, my last question for you is, um, really about, um, what it means to you to be a teen poet and, um, what you want our listeners to know about teens and poetry.