You've a gift
I grew up hearing that I'm gifted in a number of ways. Voice, expression and a strong instinct for various life experiences. I can paint, I can write, I can cook, I can talk, I can dance, I can *insert activity here* . You might as well visit my website : www.pitchedhigh.com I am not immodest, proud or overblown with a sense of superiority because of these natural abilities. In fact, I'm embarrassed when my gifted abilities outshine the hard work I put in to make them useful. So, when my music teacher told me "You sing like an angel", it both filled me with inexplicable happiness and a fear that I'll again be blinded by the sound of my own voice.
I aspire to be an artist in every way - a musician, a painter and a writer. My writing, I plan to make a difference with. I paint to not feel alone. But music makes me humble. The fact that my knowledge is a no match for my talent, makes me go crazy. I realise that I can't make a difference to this world in any big way if I just sound beautiful; my melodies need to be meaningful too.
This struggle to make my efforts win over my talents, fuels my desire to spread the gift that I have, to this world, before I'm gone.