SO WHAT IF YOUR EYES ARE BLUE.
I feel the blues when I look at it.
Ahh. He is driving me mad.
Whenever he just starts speaking, my tears will flow like a running tap.
I know, I know. I shouldnt feel sad.
But I just cant stop even though I want to so much.
Its like no matter how hard I try, its not good enough.
no chances given, only criticism.
But i cant help it.
At the age of 5, I have already been playing like this.
Suddenly you want me to change, I cant do it.
I must count, not play the wrong notes, read what is on the score, play the right dynamics and change when you tell me to.
If I am such a genius, will you still be collecting your pay?
You have talent but I dont.
I am struggling here to do my best but all you do is to discourage me every lesson.
Everytime I see your face, I get so scared.
I forget the notes, I cant count, I cant play the way I play at home.
I want to be brave. I want to play well.
I dont want to waste money.
Who dont want to get their diploma in a short time?
Who wants to spend so much money?
Since its so tough, why dont I just stop learning?
Because I spent so much time already.
I am here trying my best. But you just dont encourage me in any way.
I never felt so sick in my life before.
I feel so helpless.
And every wednesday night, the fear just comes.
So why should I practise so hard?
Why should I? why should I?
I feel so FUSTRATED and I am in a LOSS.
oh my gosh.
God please send your angel to guide me.
I cant do it alone.