I Won’t Stop Singing
I won’t remember myself that way. My voice might be softer than his. But his songs are not anymore important than my own.
I won’t remember myself that way. My voice might be softer than his. But his songs are not anymore important than my own.
When we raise our voices instead of silencing them, we make a difference.
Our voices matter, our feelings matter, our perspectives matter, and deserve to be heard.
Writing is like that. It starts, not by writing, but by thinking. By forgetting. By re-remembering. By losing control and all sense of time, place, rules.