A Song I Almost Didn’t Finish
There’s one song I wrote that sat unfinished for almost a year. Every time I touched it, I felt overwhelmed—it was too personal, too heavy, too close. But something kept pulling me back. I finally finished it one night around 2 a.m., crying quietly at my piano, unsure if I’d ever share it. When I finally did, I got messages from strangers telling me it felt like I’d put their own stories into words. That moment reminded me why I do this. Sometimes the songs we fear the most are the ones people need the most.