Sometimes I feel that true music is lost in an ocean of noise.
It no longer matters how beautiful the tune is
or how meaningful the lyrics are.
It is the people with the loudest voices,
screaming at the top of their lungs, who thrive
while the rest barely survive!
As for me,
I refuse to be part of this shouting competition.
I choose those who choose me.
I carry no expectations.
Yet, I remain an optimist.
There is always a sunrise after every night.
And someday, there will be a sweet voice
that will elevate my tune and turn it into truly magical sound!
Thanks,
Aniket22
It no longer matters how beautiful the tune is
or how meaningful the lyrics are.
It is the people with the loudest voices,
screaming at the top of their lungs, who thrive
while the rest barely survive!
As for me,
I refuse to be part of this shouting competition.
I choose those who choose me.
I carry no expectations.
Yet, I remain an optimist.
There is always a sunrise after every night.
And someday, there will be a sweet voice
that will elevate my tune and turn it into truly magical sound!
Thanks,
Aniket22
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