All I ever wanted was to belong to the stage. Sharing my love of music with others. My pain, my blood, my sweat, my tears, my depression, my anger...anything I've ever felt, made into stanzas worth only a few words. I've known where I've belonged since I was a young girl and all while growing up. But has it all been for nothing? Is it worth trying to beat yourself blue for a goal that may never happen? Is it passion that beats in my chest or just nervousness that I'll fail? No one would ever know until they hear...the music in the melody.