I am not a frustrated singer or song writer, it’s just that I tried and failed to make it to the mainstream thus leaving me frustrated (whatever!). Well ok that’s very much lofty. I made a couple of compositions once in high school, complete with lyrics, tune and guitar chords. One was about a man-hater and the other, a woman with the name Shamir who was, to me was a man-hater, a very good one at that.
Never made any additions though, because I found my first compositions rather boring, too cheesy and guaranteed not to make it to mainstream. I wanted to be famous of course, but the main reason of my writing my own compositions is to come up with songs which nobody else knows, something I can call my own.
Now, time isn’t as permissive as it used to be. I can still write yes, but to compose and make music, am not too sure if I can still afford that.
Nonetheless, I’d still continue with my songs whether the tune will find its way in them or not.
The pieces of me that are written in here might be made to a popular song someday or it might just be buried in time, completely forgotten or unknown.
This is for you, anyone who can relate to the angst, absurdity, mundaneness, and exclamation points of life.
We sing with different tunes, but these are our common lyrics…