Every sound I touch Lifts me one step higher. When silence takes a shape, My heart comes alive. But pride became a mask— I called myself fulfilled. Deep inside, I always knew I was only standing still. Wanting is never enough To reach the other side. Dreams can’t change the truth I keep buried deep inside. Knowledge, skill, and sacrifice— How much more must I give? This question cuts into my heart: Do I have the strength to live it? The easier road was always clear, Still, I chose this one. Through sleepless nights and loneliness, I face what I’ve begun. Is it talent? Is it discipline? Or refusing to turn away? The answer lives inside of me— I must find it for myself. Wanting is never enough To reach the other side. Dreams mean nothing if I leave The fire locked inside. Though doubt keeps carving through my heart, I’ll walk this road alone. The questions never disappear— They lead me toward my own sound. The questions never die. That’s why I walk this line— Until my final sound.
