music and drawing = me

                                    

                                          
(angst...& short)
Today my parents came over to visit me 
As the grown ups were in the kitchen talking 
Lily was with Aiden, they were playing some video games and playing dolls 
While I sat in my room , zoning out for a bit . Then I thought of finally doing something 
I should play music and draw, yeah it's better than doing nothing , right? 
So I got up from my bed and walked towards my table where my sketchbook and pencils and any kind of art supplies. 
I started drawing. I draw a portrait of my family then lily then my friends . 
The song I played was very calming . 
And the drawing I made was great , even though it's just a sketch. I'm still learning how to color it perfectly .... 
as I was listening to the song , I can't help to hum , and as much I wanted to sing my heart out I remembered I can't . 
Why? It's because of my vocals. broken vocals . 
I missed my singing.... I wanna talk normally , I don't wanna hear my voice sound damaged 
I hate it . It took my hopes away , I wanted my voice back.... 
And that piece of a shit took it , just because of me not joining their fucking gang . 
Yay!, great!, back from being mad again .
Gosh . 
{Short :( }