• Nothing is better than the music in my head.
    It may sound crazy, but it’s true.
    Because in my head,
    No one else can hear it.
    It’s a song meant only for me.
    But then,
    There are those days when I wish someone,
    Anyone, just one other person could hear my song.
    Hear what’s inside.
    Hear what’s dying to get out.
    All of my secrets,
    My regrets,
    Everything I’ve lived for,
    All in a song.
    I want to share it.
    Find someone worthy of all I am.

    There’s just one tinny problem:
    I can’t sing.