Yawn. There is nothing to this album. Boring songs, boring voice, boring music all together. It could put the world’s utmost insomniac to sleep. I’ve heard it all before: the singer-songwriter who can’t really sing or play, but thinks if she does both she’ll get some recognition. A pretty face doesn’t make up for lack of talent. This is what makes people want to commit suicide; it sucks your soul of all happiness and optimism. Her voice sounds sweet, but there’s no backbone to the songs. They just all tend to blend together into one big wreck. Hopefully, she’s not fooling anyone but herself. There is some beauty in this world; unfortunately, you won’t find it here. Pardon me while I bang my head on the bathroom wall about a couple million times, because it sure would sound better than this.