(Picture of Gracie)I sat in the recording booth, strumming on my guitar, singing the chorus of a song that had remained unfinished for longer than I would prefer.
Tell me you love me like a star
Tell me you want me, wherever you are.
Tell me you'll breathe me until your last breathe
Liar, liar
Oh, Liar, LiarIt was in one of my old song books from a time that felt just like yesterday.
It was written after a break up that still hurt to this day.
Like the cliche goes, he cheated, and rather than approach the break up like any normal person by eating my feelings and watching horrible rom-coms, I instead pulled an Adele and wrote way too many songs to process my emotions.
This song remained unfinished though, because I just couldn't find the right words or emotions to bring it to a close.
I did love this part of the song though, and it was a perfect chorus. Which is why I've spent the last two days attempting to write something that was worthy of being part of those words.
Darren, my producer loved it as well; he wanted it to make it on my debut album as a bonus track, which is why he was insisting that I didn't give up on it.
So that brings me to now, sitting in an empty booth just trying to come up with the right words, but my mind was not willing to cooperate.
"No, no that's great news!" he said, looking rather pleased.
Darren wasn't just my producer, he also helped manage my career, and to be honest, there is no one else I trusted to help me get to where I was meant to be. He was an artist himself at one point, but he wanted nothing more than to work behind the scenes.
We joke around that each made the others dreams come true.
He was the one who discovered me after I released a horrible self-recorded EP. To this day I don't understood what drew him to me, but I will forever grateful. He got me signed to his label and one of his conditions was to produce the whole album himself.
His passion matched mine, so there was no doubt in my mind that he would make sure I got to this the right way.
We've already released two singles. One wasn't successful and the latest one has been circling around, doing better than the previous.
Darren believes that the first one failed because I didn't write the song, so we have spent the last seven months working on my music and making sure that each song represents the voice I want to showcase.
It was June now, which meant being at the studio took up most of my time.
I didn't mind one bit though, because music was my escape from the world. I'm not much of a physical person, meaning I am better in controlled situations and I'm incredibly awkward in social events. However, of course this meant I wanted to be an entertainer.
In order to accomplish my dreams, I need to get out of my comfort zone. It's not easy, but this is my dream and I refuse to let my personal problems keep me from succeeding.
That is easier said than done though.
For instance, I haven't dated anyone since the infamous ex-boyfriend. I never really got over what happened and how it happened, and I would be lying if I said I didn't use it as an excuse to keep myself guarded and as a way to stay focused on my career.
"Gracie, you got to come out here" Darren said, popping his head through the doorway.
I nodded and put my guitar and songbook down, acting as if I didn't just sit there for over an hour staring at the same verse.
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