i wanna be a singer. but i hate this media. i hate this life. and if i were to become a singer, i'd have nothing new to bring to this world. i'd just be another singer that sings about brokenheartedness. i'd sing about love. i'd sing about hate. i'd sing about depression. i'd sing about renewal and crap like that. blah....my voice is nothing new to this world. blah......
so it would mean nothing to try because i'd fail. so yeah......plus....i haven't even sang for such a long time. i don't even know if it's unaffected.
one of these days, i'll wake up to a horrible finding that i can't sing, i can't speak. the world would be sooo happy because they always tell me to shut up and be quiet. so yeah. yeah, but most of them haven't even noticed that i've become alot less loud and very quiet. they still bring up the past saying i'm always loud. blah.....i hate all this....
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