The Sadness I Carry
I don’t always talk about it, but it’s always there. Living with Asperger Syndrome isn’t just a label — it’s how I experience everything. How…
In your Eyes
Every song I write is a part of me — a memory, a mood, a moment that became sound. This one means a lot. Maybe it’s just for me. Maybe it’s…
I Just Wanted a Quiet Day
Today started calm. I ate. I drank coffee. I wanted peace. But even the quietest days can get heavy — not because of what I did, but because…
