Music is... in every shape, form and way, my absolute passion.

My calling.
My high.
My life.

Actually, all of the arts are.
Drawing, writing, speaking, acting, expressing..
all of them have been, from the moment I learned how to express at all, my talent.

Singing, a talent that flows strong through my veins, is probably the only thing in my life that could still be called pure.

I, am in so many ways, a damaged person.
Not mentally, no. Somehow I manage to have absolute control of my mind.

But my heart, soul, eyes and body have been scarred by countless events and trauma that I've experienced in my past.

Sixteen years old, and I know in and out subjects that millions of matured adults try every day to avoid.

Drugs, Sex, Betrayal, Exclusion, Lies, Pain, Intense trauma, loneliness, those things as covered up as they are in me, thump along with every beat my heart pumps.

And I live on, with a smile and hope and dreams and responsibilities just like everyone else.

My dream, is to be remembered.
Either it be famous in some way, a leader, a hero, I want my name to be more than a number.
I want to change the world for the better, to heal people and let as many people as I can know that they don't have to be alone.

I promise myself: to not take this precious life and talent the universe has given me forgranted.
I will live my life to the absolute fullest, and I already swore on my soul, that I will not die without leaving my permanent mark.