Nowadays, I'm afraid to speak much.
I'm afraid to write down what I truly think and/or feel. It feels like someone's watching me. I'm afraid to let anyone know what's inside me.

God.
When has it been wrong to love someone?
When has it been wrong to feel wronged? That is, when you know that you are wronged?
When has it been wrong to tell my own thoughts?



Damn it. When have I been reduced to being a robot?



Is there any instance wherein it's wrong to love?
When has it been wrong to stand up for myself?

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And now, I'm reduced to songs.
Very, very pitiful songs.
Sometimes, I think to myself, how pathetic.

Please go here to view the song. It's in my new Xanga blog, so yeah.

I have four requests:

1. Don't copy the music
2. Don't copy the lyrics
3. Don't copy the background picture
4. Don't copy anything in there (well, without asking for permission)
   

They're all my own ideas... er, save for one. The picture. It's my idea, but my friend drew it for me. I also paid for that picture so please, please... don't copy it.

I'll be posting a logo there, too, and that one's entirely my idea, too. I know I'm sounding super selfish right now, but hey. I've put a lot of thought in all the things that I put there, and I don't want anyone stealing things from me.

Thank you.

You'll notice that the blog is simple. Well, yes, thank you, I want that blog to be all about the music. No clutter, no nonsense-heck, I even promised myself not to put -any- form of text, save for the Title of the song and of course the Artist who sang it. But I put the lyrics of my song there for now so you can keep up with the music. Right now, it's fairly fast-paced.

By the way, I'm not Jenavee there. I'm Afro Diva. So consider it another entity different from me. Kay? Kay.do it!

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I've finished my song, and hopefully I will be able to record it tomorrow.  I'll be recording it to my classmate's record studio (slash bedroom.  He's a guy. ). It's just 1 minute and 42 seconds long, but I hope I make the time worth your listening.

I listened to some of my classmate's songs, annnd...

Well, let's just say it's not my type.

Who knows? They might just make their break... (with some improvements)

I'm going to send my song as a demo. There's a Talent Management Agency in here who're looking for artists like me, so I'm taking my chances.

After this, I'm going to make another song. I've made my decision. I don't want to go back now.

Also, I'm going to post the song in my blog. That's all, I guess.