I love it when the music starts to play. My heart will start pumping and as I bring the mic up to my lips, I can feel the energy. And as I open my mouth to sing, the words just flow out. For a moment, I will close my eyes and just let my emotions take over... I'll pour everything out into the song, I'll sing it with my heart. I won't care about how I sound instead, I'll sing at the top of my voice...
It doesn't matter if I've got voice. It only matters how I feel when I sing, if I'm feeling good then what they say doesn't matter and whether the voice is there... It totally doesn't matter.
"I gotta check into rehab cos baby you're my disease."
I realise it now more than ever.
That karaoke is my rehab. It takes away all the pain I'm feeling & it makes me feel better about myself.
It's also my drug which is so ironic.
Still, I can feel it. I can feel my soul getting better.
The clique outing to partyworld did just that.
Laughter, funny moments & losing yourself to the music. It just does that.
I feel whole when I'm singing to all my songs. I feel myself becoming that person I used to be.
I feel it.
Karaoke is something I enjoy. Singing is my love. If one day, I were to loose my voice again... Then my world would end.
I already lost it twice.
Once, so severe I could only talk in squeals like, "EEEEEEEEE" for two weeks.
The other so hearbreakingly painful that I lost my mind.
I love singing. Yes I do and I know I don't have vocals like Mariah Carey nor do I sound anything like Kelly Clarkson. However, if I could... I would try to.
But nobody especially my family supports me in doing so. Sadly. ):
I know that to them singing is a waste of time but they don't see how it is helping me. Pushing me forward. That's my love. Singing.
If one day I were to really loose my voice, turn deaf or mute... My entire world would really end. The same way it did once upon a time.
Thursday, December 18, 2008
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