Life in Music

A single tear falls, memories cascade,

Old mixes flashing on the screen, echoes of yesterday.

Fourteen years buried, yet the beginning's not gone,

That spark, that fire—still living on, still living on.

Back then, it was raw, the world was wide and new,

Every beat, every note, was pulled from something true.

Hard road, long nights, chasing a fleeting dream,

Success or not, but oh, how it made me feel alive, it seemed.

And now I stand, older, a little wiser,

Still holding onto that passion's fire.

Though the miles and years have passed so much,?

My heart beats the same, it craves the rush.

I'm not earning, but I'm burning, in this hobby’s glow,

A small crowd, still waiting, their love continues to grow.

Twenty thousand hearts, still eager, still dear,

Reminding me that I am loved, still wanted here.

It's funny how time tries to fade what we love,

But music’s a gift, a promise from above.

To remember where I started, to cherish that flame,

And know that in their thoughts, I remain the same.

So I shed another tear, light up my old dreams,

A testament to resilience, to all that it means.

Fifteen years, still a spark, still a fire,

Moving forward, inspired, never to tire.