Row row row your boat gently down the stream. Those were the first words of the first song my mother ever sang to me. It was where I first fell in love with her voice. The first time I fell in love with a voice so beautiful it made me want to start singing. Ever since I was 7 years old I tried to better my voice. Oh who am I kidding I sounded like a dying whale, but my mother always told me I sounded beautiful and who was I to complain. I ate up those compliments. Once I turned about 10 I had taken some classes to better my voice and I learned how to control my vocals. Well as much as I could at 10 years old. I began to enter in talent shows and I got the satisfaction of watching the audience love my voice. They enjoyed it and so did I. To this day I still sing and practice to better myself everyday. I only wish I was as confident as I was then. I can sit here and come up with reasons that don’t make any sense or I could tell you the truth. Society. When you grow up, well as much as 15 is at growing up, you start to realize that you aren’t as confident as you used to be. Back then I could have gone up stage with a couple butterflies and have those go away in an instant. Now not so much. I can’t even sing in front of a friend let alone a crowd. I’ve grown with anxiety due to society. I’ve grown with disappointment because of society. I’ve given up on a dream that once was because of society. A dream that once was and that’s all it ever will be.