.Monday, August 6, 2012 ' 9:45 PM Y
& I'm waiting
My Voice
Sometimes when I playback my recordings, I wished I had a much better and more soothing voice. One that wouldn't make others cringe (or even myself) at random moments.
And of course, I wished that I was born a musical talent and could learn instruments on my own, including my vocals. But unfortunately, practice doesn't make perfect all the time. I'm not even near there. It's hard to find the right face of your voice which is appealing to others' ears.
Looking at it internally, I wished I knew what my voice was.
I knew seem to be able to grasp who I really am, what I really feel.
Whether I feel sad or happy, whether I agree or disagree with something, whether I cared about something or not. It's all contradicting myself and the circular arguments goes on endlessly.
Till this point, maybe I've been putting on a mask.
Maybe I didn't meant at all what I just typed.