Sometimes I look at other artists and think, “Why does it look so easy for them?”
And then I remember nobody posts the nights they cried over a half-finished song.
It’s embarrassing how often I almost delete something because I’m scared it’s “not good enough.”
But those unfinished ideas carry pieces of me I’m still learning to accept.
I wish people knew how much overthinking happens before I share even ten seconds of a track.
It’s not fear of judgment…
it’s fear that I’m not enough yet.
I don’t talk about it much, but sometimes I make music because it’s the only place I don’t feel like I’m failing.
The only place I don’t have to pretend I’m okay.