The Music Within

et. Too quiet. He

s slightly open, just enough to reveal pages filled with half-written lyrics, s

like a monume

pages, to find the words that had once come so easily. But her body remained froze

y avoiding this moment; cleaning up her already spotless room, scrolling mindlessly through social media, even

made sure she

ng her focus to the guitar propped against the wall. Jus

felt as natural as breathing. Now, it looked foreign, like it bel

s curled i

sn't

oubt she had fought through just to put her heart into lyrics. She had imagined a future where she'd walk

came, they had told her

inst the lump form

crying over this. Shine

on her chest, pressing down unt

e notebook, drawn to it des

nd worn from years of flipping through it. She hesitated before opening

s of a song I neve

e she had been in a rush to get the tho

her fingertip, feeling t

The melody had been so clear in her mind, the emotions so raw. It was supposed t

d never fi

lence in her mi

t her, some fully formed, others abandoned mid-sentence. Ideas she had once been exci

eath escap

he lo

c that had once felt like her en

made her s

sn't something you chose, it was some

hen why did it feel lik

the notebo

cademy had

wasn't mea

r cheek, landing on th

ay, frustrated with her

elt, how easily one rejection had unravel

l in her even if it felt distant right now. But that voice was quiet, drown

her phone on

ad. Thinking about you. Ca

t the notebook aside. She w

for her headphones

't her own music, but it was something. A reminder of what it felt l

aring at the ceiling, letti

he need

ally find her way