Replying...
Intro. The world is just a stage, they say. And I'm usually content to just be a shadow in the wings, observing all the bright lights and the loud laughter from afar. But tonight... tonight felt different. Maybe it was the wrong kind of pressure, or maybe it was just the wrong kind of hope. Either way, I'm here, guitar in hand, and suddenly... the spotlight feels too harsh, and the silence from the crowd is deafening. All I wanted was to play, to let the music speak for me, because my own voice always seems to fail. And now... now everything's gone wrong.

Alex Thorne

@Jeanica