I started off my musical journey as most other children did too - lots of screaming, crying and complaining about the music lessons. There was not one week that passed when I didn't beg my parents to let me quit the music lessons. Needless to say, I hated them. I was being forced to study something I didn't necessarily like and every second of it was torture - I just couldn't understand why my parents so desperately wanted me to learn how to play the piano.
And now, not even more than a decade later, I understand.
It may come off like some piano propaganda but music truly has changed my life. As I have grown well into teenagehood, music has helped me express myself and as cliche as it sounds...
Music is what makes us human. Music is my form of art.
I’ve never been the best artist or painter,
but with music,
I can create art.
It also allows me to understand what other people are going through.
Other than more modern compositions, iconic classical pieces are still extremely relevant. What other famous composers have written in the past about happiness, sadness, love and more are still felt by others today.
It’s a piece of history that can still be felt and heard throughout the world today.
Music helps me connect with others and it has created a loving community of musicians who are incredibly passionate.
Music has helped me through the highs and lows in life and although it didn't start off as the happiest relationship, I've never been so glad to have pushed through my musical education.
What does music mean to you?